Saturday, October 28, 2006

Abusing The Pedastool

I based myself on my peers
I was what lay in their eyes
I gave them the power of my fears
My esteem was held up by lies
I don't want to play the game
That once controlled my life
I want to be the blame
For who I am inside
I will now control my shame
Which means soon it wont exist
I will clean up rotten remains
And smile with all my whits
They wont affect me
Their cause will go unrewarded
They'll feed off one another maliciously
Once their victims will not be hoarded
Now that they've fallen from the pedastool
I can no longer burn hate for them
I find it hard not to pity fools
Who will never have true friends
Liz Wiseman

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