Hanging With a Bully

Call me wired because I am different 

Say I'm wrong even if I'm right

I could be like you, I could hate others for being outcast

We could form a group against narcissists such as yourself

Then you'd be the odd one out, and you'd feel different

You'd lose your strenghts and rub your failure in your face

But unlike you we won't use words,

We would follow you around late at night 

Stand by your window, scratching at your doorway

And once your guard is down completely 

And you can't handle the ones you once bullied 

One of will lock you in your house with nothing but a chair and rope
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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