Bully

You are the cold sore that won't leave

the reason I hurt inside

You are the person who talks about me all the time

You are the gum stuck under my shoe that I can't get off

You are the rattlesnakes venom going through me killing me slowly each day

You are a bear, looking at every move I make

You are the magazines spreading lies

You are the reason I hurt inside

You are the teardrops running down my face

You are the sadness deep in my soul

You are the reason I can't go home

You are the reason I hurt inside

You are the one I'm suppose to trust, the one I'm suppose to love....

So where are you?

All I see is the hate, the pain, the sadness in your soul.

So who are you?  No really who are you?

Because the cloud of hate you hide under is pouring down with my happiness!

You are what you are and you are a BULLY!

 

 

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