Why are you so cruel and mean?
Why do you yell and create a scene?
In front of others you belittle me.
I have feelings to, why can't you see?
You may have been right in what you said.
Couldn't you have just told me privately instead?
If you have problem why not just sit and talk?
Why do we have to argue into a gridlock?
You left a scar on my wounded emotions.
Why, use unkind words when you take a notion?
Everyone else may kiss-up under your spell.
I, will not sucumb to your egotistic degrading hell.
If this keeps on day after working day..
I will finally tell you, what I really want to say.
I may be fired; no more being nice and polite.
If I do, at least...it will not be without a fight.
Copyright © Erin W. | Year Posted 2009
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