You look down on me,
We both know it is true,
But you are blind to see,
It makes me not young, but you.
You think you know it all,
More than I ever will,
But I'll get to my ball,
And your world will become still.
You cross the lines you see as worthless,
Oblivious to the scene,
You threaten with no purpose,
Because you a bully, an ass, a fiend.
Sure you have the power now,
But you'll only make me strong,
I will stand and you'll whisper "how?"
And realize you were wrong.
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