A Victim’s Personalization
I’m such a sorry character, God.
I’m really victimized.
Is it because I’m odd?
I always get surprised
with people bullying me even more
than previously I expected.
I should have walked out the classroom door.
I should have suspected.
I don’t like bullies’ excuses
they make; each of them is a jerk.
So I’m mustering my creative juices.
I hope my plan will work.
I don’t like how my parents make
excuses for the bullies.
It’s really hard to shake.
They’re manipulating me with ropes and pulleys.
I don’t like how I get demerits
for not going to a class of asses.
There should be ways to get credits
while not attending classes.
I don’t like how I’m all alone,
a very easy victim.
So one of these days they’ll be on the phone
to the cops, telling them I kicked ‘em.
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