Why do you think that you can be such an incredible asshole and it’s okay? We’re all just to accept it and bow at your feet in fear? Why do you think you’re scarier than me? More powerful, better, or special? You demand, command, respect with your sheepish roar. Showing your every weakness, I see you. Reaping the rewards from us all, starving us from our basic need to exist, you are torment. Pounding your chest into unnecessary chaos, turning love into hate. Breeding self despair and disgust with your lies and betrayal. Silencing the strong, diminishing the bold, and destroying the good. All while you call yourself the great one. Drooling with desire and seething in ignorance, stupid you. There’s a calm in the silence and it looks different from the floor that you put me on. Observing your every move, the glint of terror in your eye, as you look down upon my smile. Two can play.