You don't know meMature

sometimes people you know deserve a punch...
End of story

Who are you to tear me down and strip me bare of my happiness?

You look down  and treat me like I'm less of a person

But what does that make you?

Taunting others like a mindless robot, a slave to negativity and your own twisted emotions

You should watch, think,feel, and listen

Karma's a bitch, Karma's coming for you.

The End

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