I fear this might be the next.
What happens when you know something is wrong,
but because it has always been done that way,
you just think to yourself, "ahh, it'll be ok."
and go ahead to do it.
Nothing, nothing will happen.
Because it has always been done that way.
Until it all piles up,
a small sheet of paper,
another small sheet,
and another,
another,
until it topples and crashes.
and something goes terribly wrong.
Then the questions came,
"why?"
And you don't have an answer.
And everyone involved gets, well...involved.
and it all comes back to you.
"why?"
And you know,
no matter what you can say,
or what you could have done,
you have no answer.
Simple because,
you knew it was wrong,
and went ahead,
to do it anyway.
I am going to take the fall,
and try to absorb everyone else's.
It might mean hell for me,
but it was not their fault,
never their fault.
I did it.
The show must go on.
