I tread down the street today as far as I could.
  I though long and hard about if what I done was good.
  I petitioned my brain: Was I proud or in vain.
  Where I stood?
  But who are you to say what's true?
  And who am I to say your right?
  It's up to you and me.
  I made up my mind today or so I had thought.
  I planned out a speech for what would happen if we fought.
  No remorse, No regret, No forgive, No forget.
  Something's unethical is it me?