Last Laugh
There he goes again
proving them all wrong
spent his life doing that
they don’t cotton on
Oh too right off in humoured fashion
mock each day and banter bash him
make a mockery oh enjoying
openly mock it's only Trim
and he's aware and lets it fly
he knows what false sense can buy
their confidence is on his side
stupid now not down the line
And he will milk the vindication
for his skill was no indication
instead laugh down a clown conviction
ignorant blind convincing wisdom
He rubs it in as they don’t realise
their nastiness cast him aside
demoralise fake horrid minds
laugh through such shallow life’s
They only note in hope he's not bright
don’t look close study read writes
lowly opinions savage plight
Dying seconds silence, laugh, it’s I
this feeling of bad is a mutual return
but with you more severe the burn
as unlike yours it's been earned
prove wrong, alone, you take turns
that means I beat all of you
make a fool of you to school with you
so cruel are you beat all of you
call me delude, umm it's you
put up with it for months alone
now I'm pumped so I let it be known
you put me down enjoyment shown
never calling you my own
Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2019
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