I must be better, because I say that I am
I must be wiser, because I convince them

If the path I walk is full of me
Then I must be some sort of deity

I do my best to lower your place
I want all to think I am winning this race

In my world you don’t belong
If you are not weak but instead are strong

I will find a way to bring you down
I will find which methods bring your frown

My life is such a miserable state of being
But, that’s nothing of what you’ll be seeing

I will laugh a lot and tell jokes to the many
But talk of loyalty and I will not have any

Talk about kindness and the words will be foreign
For I am a bully, and to you I will tear in

Oh, it’s not that I am smarter or wiser than you
It’s that hatred was given to me, so that’s what I give too

I am locked in this dungeon with no one to free me
So when I spew words, it’s my attempt…Please notice me!

I know It’s not fair to the ones I surround
But, no one will stand up, not word, not a sound.

So, I continue here in my comfortable hell
Giving you the tears that I have known to well.

Laura
This purpose of this poem, is to get you to consider the idea of kindness vs hatred. To recognize that when someone is mean, they are spewing what they have been taught. It is neither your moral duty or obligation to sit by and allow someone to treat yourself of your loved ones in a cruel manner. Stand up for what you believe to be good and just.