Bullied most of  life
Even now they come at me still vultures for a fill
The hurt still runs deep
So they creep
Though I am forgiving
I understand they are hurting to pain
I won't play the game
anymore
I release
Though I'm aware of the score
It's a inferiority sense of power
Insecurity to deliver
A way to feel control
Though there is
none
It's all gone
And critism
Do you think there is nothing I haven't heard or said to myself
It's falling away
from
me ...