When I am too nice I do shockingly find
I'm not only made fun of but undermined.
I've been nice because if I'm myself, a witch
I'd rip them a new one, my nose I would twitch.
And there and again I have to deal with what
I should not have to should tell them to shut up.
But I have found out that the nicer I am
the more people take advantage; My demand
is to be someone that wants all the respect
I think I have for myself. I redirect...
...the way that they treat me when they go to far.
I have to remember they all are how they are.
I think to myself that they're sicker than me.
So I shouldn't care if disrespect will be...
...a solid institution from those who are
unwilling to see I am near not far....
...from letting this ongoing thing continue.
I've just realized what I really must do.
Allow them to see what I' capable of
when they're disrespectful I'll hammer above...
...them put them in places that they ought to be.
That he vicious witch I will turn into.... for me....
copyright 12-23-2008 ©® Sarah Sisson
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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