Bullies
With an ego far too strong
And reasons all too wrong
They’re set to find a prey
Whose weakness they’ll relay
In words or acts not too kind
With hope it’ll get into your mind
They are everywhere like an army of ants
Sometimes they stick even to your pants
You can’t get their words out of your head
Even when you pretend you never cared
And it turns into a worst nightmare
It feels too much you cannot bear
Sticks and stone don’t work for you
So here is what I thought to do
Hide away from who I was
And pretend I had the key pause
But when reality resurfaced
It is my turn to be relieved
Now I must battle on this directory
For my name and victory
Copyright © Comfort Eboigbe | Year Posted 2012
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