So I don't wanna look,
I don't feel there's a need,
It's not affecting me now,
Doesn't fit into my creed.
Nothing to do with me now,
Can't see why I should care,
It's another's bad luck,
And it's rude to just stare.
Thank god it's not here,
It came nearer to there,
It's not something I caused,
So why the heck should I care.
It hasn't hurt me as yet,
Although those others went down,
I guess I'm just lucky,
And it's more social to frown.
So why should I care,
They're not family or friends,
As I watch myself become
Part of my own dreaded end.
Then one day it just happened,
I got stuck in this hole,
And I lay there and wondered,
Is this the price for no soul?