Too Late

by Bekka   Nov 1, 2007


You dont know what its like to be on the outside.
You laugh and you make fun of me.
You rip me apart into pieces.
Some day I will be ready to take you on.

But I wont let you run my life.
I will walk away and be the bigger person.
I will turn my head long enough to see your next victim.
And see you wish you would have stopped.

I wont do what you do, cause I am not that shallow.
I will see you ashamed for what you have done.
I will watch you pay and suffer for all the pain you caused.
This wont be written on your grave, but in the hearts of everyones life you changed.

You teased so many, but they got there revenge.
Now your life is empty and lifeless.

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  • 17 years ago

    by miss insecurity

    Thank you for your comment :D

    wow i really like this poem..
    mainly because there is this girl at school who has bullied me non-stop for almost 2 years and i swear she has taken this too faar

    so i am the big person and turn my head
    walk away
    :]

    she is yet to pay..