What Are You?
I know what I am
Do you know what you are?
I am broken
I am wrecked
But I'm okay with that
Because it's who I am
And I can't just change that
But what are you?
Are you broken?
Are you wrecked?
No you're just a bitch
One who has to put down others
Just to validate yourself
To be able to say that you are better than someone
You may fool others with your ugly little act
But me, I see you for what you really are
Your nothing but a coward
One who hides behind layers of fake personalities
So that no one can see the real you
Because all you are is afraid
Afraid of life
Afraid of being judged
Afraid that no one will like the real you
Yeah I can see it clearly
Because I used to be you
I used to be a bitch
Do you really want to become me?
You need to get over yourself real quick
Your not all that you think you are
Would it be mean to say I'm watching?
Watching and waiting
To see you fall from the pedestal you've put yourself on
I can't wait for the day you plummet back down to earth
And lie there broken and bleeding
So what if it's a little bad
I mean, what can I say
I'm just a bitch
And revenge feels a lot better than it should
A poem about bullies and getting back at someone. Hope someone likes it.