It Is Not Something You Did

So much anguish
So many tears
For no good reason

We look her way
Knowing she is the cause of it
Wishing she could be different


She chooses her own meanness
Slathering it on like honey butter
Rolling in the aftermath

Sadly, uncaring about what she is doing
Many do not understand it is not something they have done.
It is her unique way.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Hankins Avatar
September 22, 2021 at 10:19 AM
So sad when some people get pleasure out of causing others anguish and tears. I guess there are some people who are just naturally "mean." Good writing, Caren.
Krutsinger Avatar
September 22, 2021 at 10:10 PM
Thank you Hank. My take on it is this - sad people become mean so they can make others sad, thinking it will make them feel better. I cannot imagine that it does though.
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