They are present between us,
Thinking they are above us all,
And we are lower peasants,
With their mercy to live on.

You may have met them,
In my case, I met a few,
They left me creeped out,
Making my life hell with no way out.

They come into your life,
To show their nasty nature,
They rob you of your free life,
And make you live in a prison.

They may think they are good,
But believe me, they are better
If they leave us alone,
Their opinions make us loose
All hopes in humanity,
And make us A Fool.

Love and hope are all lost,
When they enter your life,
It's better to block them,
Before they try something vile.