Saturday, July 9, 2011


You mocked me
You hurt me
No more

You called me names
You pushed me around
No more

Now I stand before you
While you hide in the dark

Oh, sweet revenge
How it feels good to be bad
But, I am not you

I help you up
I brush you down
And go about my life

You shout back
"What's stopping you?"
Like you're surprised

I stop, but do not need to turn
"I've already had my revenge,
I became every thing you weren't"
And that revenge,
Is the sweetest

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