Angry Rantings: Bully Boss

If I could reach into its place

And bring my heart out

You would see the many scars

Created by you, Bully Boss

 

When, Bully Boss, will you free me

Of your temper tantrums?

Of the arsenal of your tongue

Coated with lethal venom?

You give me a cent

And take back nine

I want to make a living

You’d rather have my life

 

I try to make myself but you mar me

I try to heal but you afflict me

I try to advance, you’re my drawback

I try to live but you kill me

I’ve died a thousand times, for you

And risen just as many times, for Me

I’m strong Bully Boss, can’t you see?

Stronger than you’d ever care to admit

 

You’re weak Bully Boss, you’re weak,

Your temper controls you

Your tongue has you under subjection

You yield to its every whim

But then thank you Bully Boss, thank you

Because of you, I know who I am

I am beautiful, resilient, valiant

The half of me, you’ll never know