Pride

I no longer take snippets of my day to day life,
Of the people close to me and their smiles and their laugh,
Because it became a second nature, to raise my camera up when I felt a rush of joy in my heart and capture the moment, eternalising it.
However, now I do not do that.
My camera, idle for months.
Because my heart sensed a storm was coming,
It rolled in from above.
It shrouded all my happiness in cloths of grey and black,
It ripped me up in two, and it did not dare look back.
I became a door mat for those loved most
And they walked upon me just to boast
About how wonderful and special they think they really are,
When really all they are, are bullies from afar.
So take your nasty comments, and shove it right back up,
Your preppy little asses because by god I’ve had enough.
You’ll feel bad and you’ll be sorry, when karma nips you on the butt,
But you deserve all you get for pushing me to this cut.
Now I know who’s genuine and who’s a selfish cow.
I’m not being harsh or vapid,
because I see it now.
People don’t have my morals or a similar compass guide,
And because of all of that,
Their darkness they can’t hide.
It comes to light eventually, in days or weeks or years,
But by god have I gave enough time,
You do not deserve my tears.
And if you care enough to read this,
You know exactly who you are.
And if you think it’s you,
You’re probably not too far,
It’s probably you and you know it now,
Deep down in your soul.
I’ll always be a shining star,
And I’ll never sink that low.