You ask why I bully,
I guess it’s difficult to see.
The reason is simple,
someone did it to me.
I know two wrongs,
never make one right.
Thought is not given,
as you act out of spite.
It was a dominant girl,
in my GREAT relationship.
I can see it clearly now,
she was actually a bitch.
The guys at the office,
were really just as bad.
You have to be macho,
whilst inside you are sad.
I know I am well…
emotionally weak.
Some people actually think,
that this makes me a freak.
For a few moments,
when others I do hurt.
YEAH, I do feel strong!
It never is long-lasting,
upon realizing I’ve done wrong.
Inside I hate myself,
as I know how they feel.
There I am at the beginning,
with what makes this real.