Dear Bully
So you are having a good time?
You read books, watch movies, life is fine?
You come to scold a random person for no reason
When you`re done you go back to your usual business
I should do the same, but I can`t somehow
Your poison to accept and bow
You were so gracious to pay me some attention
It was done with your best intentions!
I should be thankful, so in awe!
I should be enthralled!
And you go back to knitting, reading books
I am in front of the mirror examining my looks
I can`t go out, I feel so ugly, uesless
I wouldn`t want to cause you inconvenience and more injustice
It is my fault, your sickness and disease
Why would I want to cause more harm, no it should cease1
I would stay put, I can`t ignore
Your “words of wisdom” gave me sores
In my skin they made some holes,
As they were absorbed through my pores
They are stuck in my head forever
They are part of my being, soul, every endeavour
As an echo loud and never-ending
I can`t help it any more, I have to stop pretending
You should be proud - you have achieved your goals
You are here after all for the long haul!
No one else would rather join me
Someone like you dead or alive is always here to haunt me
There`s always place for you indeed
Your hate that has become my creed
Your words of wisdom that you always offer
You are the most brilliant author!
You write with blood, pieces of people`s soul
Blood and offerings is what it takes in your world to be enrolled
Causing pain is what you live for, what you crave
By your input nobody was saved
I am here with the mirror and the magnifying glass
Myself, I promise I will continue to harass
The way so many of you have shown me
The most effective way for me and everyone else to love me
I will do your job as best I can
I will make me pay again
I owe you - you were my saviour true
Without you I wouldn`t have a clue
How to deal with my wicked soul
How to starve myself, how to reach my skinny goal
How to be a doormat, hoping to avoid
Those like you I unintentionally had employed
The copies of you, your brothers, sisters
They would gladly offer words of wisdom
Then they`ll go back to do some knitting, read books
While I would try to find some rope and hooks
While I would try to find a building tall
Or maybe pills or poison, or a busy road…
We are aware - it was not your fault
It was me I should have been much more in control
I should have been less sensitive and like you - cold
How dare I react to it at all?
You were to only let it out
You were being yourself, no doubt
You are entitled to your fits
This is your right, these are your needs
Then you ask me to take care of your pet
You ask me to provide a bed
To give you food for free, sometimes a shelter
And you would refuse to do any helping!
You ask for more the list is endless
I have nothing left to give, my world`s in shambles
You pout a lot to that, you don´t hesitate
To throw tantrums, to demonstrate your hate
You call me names, reproach me, try to faint,
With guild and shame an ugly picture now you paint
Yes, I can see your state
And we can all relate
Sick and tired of misfortunes that you like to overstate
I have nothing left to give you, I have paid!
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