You take your aim
You played the game
made yourself a bad name
Finding reasons to shame
So full of malice
Why are you so callous?
Living large in your palace
Were you always this fallace?
You took your sticks and stones
Beat me down until I was bones
Your words found a home
Now they won’t leave me alone
Lacking self esteem and sanity
Destroyed my sense of reality
Laugh evilly as you rub your goatee
Shout and degrade the hell out of me
Do you feel like a man?
Kicking me around like a tin can
I got my escape plan
The day you change, I’ll be damned
- Author: Felicity Jones (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: April 9th, 2022 22:29
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 15
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