Tuesday, 5 July 2005

The Buck Stops Here

What the hell is it with people
Who can't bloody think for themselves
They blame the world for everything
That goes wrong, that goes against them
Not understanding that they have a responsibility
To themselves, to be the best that they can be
To understand that the buck has got to stop somewhere

And that not everything is everyone else's fault
There is no such thing as pure driven snow
So get with the program, fool
And learn that you are the master of your own fate
The frigging captain of your own destiny
So get off your skinny ass
And do something about your future!

Anne Varghese (2005)

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