My Throne
Looking like a clown you laugh, hysterically.
You think i cant hear you making fun of me.
I dont say much, but i can promise you.
I see everything, ive been watching you.
Not as a compliment. Your honestly not worth my time.
Sorry excuse of a human. Of such mankind.
Your not winning a game here.
You look pretty dumb.
To bite the hand that feeds you.
Appreciation is none.
Karma will be around soon.
Shes my best friend.
We are working on yours now.
Your getting it.
This is MY THRONE
I am the queen.
Do as I ask.
Respect my authority.
You can play childish games
Or learn mature ways
Conflict is everywhere
You are the one causing such pain.
Copyright © Chelci Biggs | Year Posted 2018
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