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