'' We Know Who You Are '' Poem by Bri Mar

Some live to love,
Others to hate,
To give you a shove,
Some cannot wait.

You have the jealous,
Who never give praise,
Are they overzealous,
No, that's just their ways.

You mustn't do better,
Or you they'll deride,
Be it a poem or a letter,
They'll say it is snide.

Living behind lies,
They can't face the truth,
Using many a disguise,
Which is really uncouth.

They think they're empowered,
Yet you they won't face,
That's the mark of the coward,
They're a total disgrace.

They know it's not right,
But inside they don't care,
It's a sick delight,
Any conscience is rare.

So please take heed,
To yourself stay true,
It's themselves they impede,
By talking about you.

If that gives excitement,
Then they're not only mad,
It's a terrible indictment,
But their actions are sad.

Anonymity doesn't exist,
Your behaviour's bizarre,
But here is the twist,

‘' We Know Who You Are ‘'





































Who never give praise,
Are they overzealous,
No, that's just their ways.

You mustn't do better,
Or you they'll deride,
Be it a poem or a letter,
They'll say it is snide.

Living behind lies,
They can't face the truth,
Using many a disguise,
Which is really uncouth.

They think they're empowered,
Yet you they won't face,
That's the mark of the coward,
They're a total disgrace.

They know it's not right,
But inside they don't care,
It's a sick delight,
Any conscience is rare.

So please take heed,
To yourself stay true,
It's themselves they impede,
By talking about you.

If that gives excitement,
Then they're not only mad,
It's a terrible indictment,
But their actions are sad.

Anonymity doesn't exist,
Your behaviour's bizarre,
But here is the twist,

‘' We Know Who You Are ‘'