I just curl up
And become small
You'll just look
Victorious and tall
And have the power
That you crave
For driving me
Into an early grave.
Is it fun
For you to see
Me on the floor
Crying for mercy?
Is that what you
Truly enjoy?
To just use me
As a toy?
Well I'm sorry
But not anymore
Because I am
So much more.
You don't even
Deserve my time
So if you do
See this rhyme
Do think back
To when you said
Everyone would be happy
If I was dead.
Because I know
That's not the case
So, you idiot,
Get outta my face!
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