Victim
You cry,
You blame
You...the one who
has made this heart weary
You played the fiddle
invited your guest
the stage is set, who shall be
your pry this time.
Hands clasped over ears
You lie,
You cheat, but
we are the predators
Where is your smile,
the world believes we
are the villians
Punch your card, time for you to clock out
You arent done, the herd roams
with more casualites.
Wolf roams
Sheeps are packed
who will you discard next
Damage is done, the world thinks
were the villians
One day theyll see
You've been playing
Victim all along
Copyright © Debbie Walker | Year Posted 2023
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