Be brave to the Bully

 *_Be brave to the bully_*

 I was torn down in 11th grade,

 thought to ignore the hate.

 lit my lamp in the Fairytale ,

thinking deep down, finding it hard to exhale.

 it was right up in my face,

 she was dracorian to replace.

 I used to deny in disgrace,

  but now bruises are so hard to erase.

She was  strong ,with the group of Liars.

 she was wrong ,with absymal  wires.

 she was bad, but all that wise.

 she was cruel, but pretended to be so nice.

 the hypocrite and henious,

 Bad one but still so genius.

A  pretentious imposter, the recorder and the roaster.

  she will cling to you all this time,

 making fun pretending to be out of the crime .

she loves the negativity, negating you and your creativity .

she is a swindler,

 A cheater ,A maladaptive hater.

 The tyranny  of traitor, the treason of every creator.

the bully is dead,

 behind the wreckage of every funeral.

 they rise to surpass you ahead,

 saying things lacking morals.

 the crystal I bear ,

and the criticism through which I cheer.

 Is a facade to fill the fulfillment into praise,

 I am Naked against the narcissistic chase .

the bully is a demon, without Thorns on head. secreting the Venom, through words of menace.

The  tyrant is sterilized, persecuting, intimidating and executioning the weak.

 believeing the weak would be weak forever, but would someday rise to bury him into the funeral .

mental stimulation loathing and torment,

 is what they do;

 to force the authority of assertive intermediation, through barrier of bridges for genocidal generation.

 if you go through  hate,

if you stand against society.

 if you are different,

 and if they don't accept you.

 it's their fault not yours, it's their will ,not yours. it's their game, but you ain't  their prey,

it's their way to tame but you ain't  meant in the shackles to stay .

cut them off or confront, be savage or polite.

 tell them you are strong,, and you are yourself not doing any perpetual wrong.

 the best part about you, is that you are yourself. trying to do things ahead, rather than looking back at them instead.

 they need to talk about you ,

to get the necessary attention.

 because if they spoke about themselves,

  you know no one would give a fuck cause they all sarcastically suck.

 haters carry rumours, fools spread them .

Idiots accept them and baffoons believe them.

 kings and Queens are not meant to compete with hoes and woes,

they are meant to stand for victory through highs and lows.

 deplorably insecure people are mere haters and those who bully,

 finding ways to create a feud  rather than finding an Ally.

 you would never fit in, that's one of your best quality.

 you would always beat up,

 that is the persistent part of your loyalty.

 you are a sunshine mixed with a little Hurricane,

 Ecstacy intermingled with chaos of rain .

Jubilousness  tied to the slaughtered strength of struggle.

 Fairy Tail  of  every hater's dream of trouble.

Monsoon of magma  and the material of mint,

The autopsy  of anger and the bully with sprint.

 juggling through sacrifices and simplifying the Seattle,

 the haters  throw stones with the rulers in brickbattle .

the bricks they threw threesome the travel,

 the mantle of minuscule  is braking to baffle.

 let them flip and   flicker in disguise,

But you should  smile and live your life.

 take the pebbles in your hands and build your Castle ,

during the night you dream and during the day you Hustle.

 slay  out ,slay in, reversing back in Oblivion.

 chase up, chase down.

 you may be broke now, but are  meant to rebound .

Channelise  the component of convection in realism,

 lodging through the wing of of subdivision.

 Breaking the path of realm in and out ,

with high hopes and no detrimental doubts.

🌸 _Leeza_

(6/11/20)