This is a poem as a little exercise to write something out of our comfort zone, from the perspective of the last kind of person I would want to be. Basically putting myself in the shoes of the type of person I would generally hate. I felt inspired to write a poem in no way justifies the actions of cyberbullies/trolls or sympathises with them, just shows them exactly what they do and are like.

Hidden behind a computer screen, always my face is unseen.

Tapping out mean words for my own amusement,

I watch from close by or afar, waiting for the window to be left ajar,

Then my game begins, to begin a wicked game of entertainment,

Why I chose you as my victim is left to your bewilderment.

Named by all a troll; because for every rule I know there is a loophole.

Gathering oblivious followers is just what I do, lined up with my controls to subdue,

I tell you once, I tell you twice; you always have to play nice.

Unable to speak out or ask for help, what more can you do?

They are all on my side, they will never believe you.

Only behind the computer am I truly brave, in real life this is not how I behave.

The keyboard is my only weapon,

My attack approach is amazing, as I charge in all guns blazing.

Twisting your words against you with my own poison,

I don't care that you are also a person.

My torment of you is far from the end, I might even start by pretending to be your friend.

Scheming, hating, making sure your time with me is wasted,

Leaving in you emotional scars and tears; ones that will last for years,

The fun I have watching you suffer may be twisted,

Stand up to me, and I'll throw you way because our friendship never existed.