When you realize you were the exact depiction of who they said you were
But I guess if it was said any other way it wouldn’t hurt as much
You were so hurt you didn’t bother to analyze yourself
You fired back like a mad horse
And when you became sane,
You thought about it a little longer
“May be” … “May be” … “Just May be”
It wasn’t all lies, it had a sprinkle of truth
Mostly tasteless, vulgar truth
Of course you acted the way you did
It was very much justified and needed – you claim
You’re the villain?
That’s how it always goes, doesn’t it?
The minority always loses
Perhaps I should have shut my mouth then
But I learnt, I tell you
Learnt to resist and take pointers
I would still vent out the way I did
And take those points later
Because I am human – that’s why!
By Daniella Djiogan