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The Boss


Scared?

You wish.

I come before you, and

even on my worst day, I’m killing it.

Come get it my way and get tossed in the lake.

I’m positively negative, and

I don’t care if you’re offended.

I won’t turn down my ambition just because

You’re uncomfortable with the volume.

Your opinions don’t pay my bills, and

I’m not going to censor myself to comfort your ignorance.

Stop trying. Give up.

If there’s one thing you should know about me, it’s that

I’m willing to do whatever it takes to survive.

You’d be surprised what I’ve done. Because

Who would suspect p-poor Professor Quirrell?

I’m not who you think I am.

I’m not dumb. I know a suck up when I see one.

I wear my mask of kindness for most,

But when I get home?

It’s cracked.

I’ve got a few chips, but doesn't that make a person all the more interesting?

I’m not sorry. In reality,

I’m on a new level - My level.

Just a precaution:

I am not for everyone.

They tell me

‘You’re just like your father.’

‘Thanks,’ I tell them. ‘I know. And you’re a hypocrite.’

You think my name’s funny, do you?

Well switch that attitude for some gratitude,

Because I’m rising from the ground

Like a skyscraper.

You can break everything I have,

But I got this far, didn’t I?

Underestimate me at your own risk.

I stepped over the body on the way here.

The body of what used to be, now only a hollow shell.

I kept walking, and didn’t look back, not giving it a second thought.

I may be heartless, I may be a bit cruel,

But hey, that’s just a part of me. Who I am.

There’s so much more to me than you think.

It’s exceptionally lonely, being me.

Sometimes you just have to say

Shut up, Malfoy.

And believe me, I know you’re there, judging me.

You always have been, and always will.

But you know what?

Go right on ahead, boy.

I’m done, because

Baby I was born to walk alone.

Keep trying, cause there’s more where that came from.

Step back from my flame and you won’t get burned - as bad.

I’m like Sheldon Cooper, but not a total jerk.

You think I hate you, but I simply have a mild dislike for you.

Either way you can take your opinions

And send them back to where they came from.

I never chase, because I know I will replace you

And your pitiful group of cowards.

When I take over, it won’t matter how good your grades were.

All that will matter is the kind of service you’ve given,

the level of devotion you’ve shown.

Spoil me with loyalty, I can finance myself.

Because I’m the one with the wand.

I am stronger and wiser

Than meets the eye.

This is Sparta!

And because of who I am, and what I can do,

You should be trembling at my feet.

I can aim my words with the

Precision of a sniper.

I look like a boss and shoot like a leader.

I’m no princess. I’m a flipping queen.

Enemies of the heir, beware.

I am the snake, the stinging scorpion, the roaring flame of anger.

I’m not manipulative, I’m persuasive.

I’m a champion

And I am literally

Your worst nightmare.

And you know what?

I’ve just gotta say that I’m proud of it.

I’m impulsive, so what?

This is me, and you’ll just have to deal with it.

I’m sorry, but not really. I find this quite enjoyable.

If you can’t handle me, get out of my way.

You should know by now that I don’t care if your feelings get crushed.

Why? Well riddle me this:

You didn’t care about mine, so why should I care about yours?

Exactly.

If you can’t take the burn, you can go chill with your freezing soul.

Then again, your heart’s so cold you’d get freezer burn.

Thanks for your time, but I’m done with you now.

I won’t be seeing you anymore.

You’ll look back, but no one will be there for you.

You’ll have nothing to look forward to, and

I’ll be too far ahead to bother with looking back at you.

Good riddance, and enjoy your many failures.

The ones you already have, as well as the innumerous ones that are yet to come.

Have fun. If possible.

 
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Gabi The Good

Several of my poems are long. I have some that are short, with not many in between. Most of them are more personal, based on my experiences. My main inspiration is my dreams.

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Gabi The Good
<p>Very &#39;boss&#39; worthy.</p>

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