Bullies like to push people around
Their fantasy depends on it
And when it crumbles to the ground
they throw an awful fit
They try to mold their vision
To capture you and bind
Ignore it or show you don't care
and they appear out of nowhere to remind
They think they're kings and queens
who like to talk and scream
Intimidate and coerce the pawns
through dark, deceptive means
Yet morning always dawns
With the sun appears the rubble
I don't want to rip a fool
from their sleep or burst their bubble
Yet I refuse to let them feed on me
through my skin to my bone
So a warm corner to call my own
is really all I need
My wisdom and experience is for me
Not for someone who doesn't heed
So I will simply watch and learn
as the wicked bleed and burn