Bullying
By being mean first, a sense of strength is acquired
Unfortunately, it is false strength, actually weak
Letting others see them flex their fake muscles
Learning, not, to ever turn the other cheek
Yet, they seem to always need a posse or a group
In their attempts to look real tough, but never do
Never do they admit that they are weak and insecure
Giving the perpetual image of a bully to me and you.
Copyright © Michael Degenhardt | Year Posted 2008
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