Poor Guy

Sun, 07/21/2013 - 19:55 -- TayStan

The bully stands above me

He’s pushed me down once again

Doesn’t he realize someday

I’ll be bigger than him


Maybe not in size

We all know that’s the truth

But I’m already smarter

That makes my size worth two


Why he always picks on me

I just might never know

Why he never leaves me be

I won’t question at all


Because I know

Deep in my heart

That I’ll always be better


And on this level

Because I’m smart

I feel the tables turning


The poor bully over there

That won’t leave me alone


The one that stands high above me

And keeps pushing me down


I feel bad for him because

There will come a time

Where he will be without a friend

And I will live on high

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