Confessions of a Bully

I'd rather be predator

and not the prey.

Respectful sir you must see

you are you and I am me.

In my world of abuse and scorn

where each day my life is torn,

mother's mate oh how I hate

belts leave welts when I am late.

My childhood ending premature,

if they knew what I endure

they'd turn their wrath on me.

Streets and school are where I rule

places where now the tables turn.

My world so bitter and so cruel 

respect you take and never earn.

Womanhood forced and premature

when they learn what I endure

they'll turn their wrath on me.

Respectful sir you must see 

you are you and I am me. 

I'd rather be predator

and not the prey.