Mocked

Public embarrassment
Is my worst fear.
Face red as a ripening beetroot,
And words coming out as unintelligible stutters.
It's inevitable unfortunately,
Something we all have to face one day
Though we all hope we never do.

Why did I say that?
How could I do that?
The sound of mocking laughter lingers
For days.

Humiliation cannot be hidden
No matter how hard you try,
Your peers will always rip of the guise
And expose to the world
Your mistake.

It seems that it's only us,
But even those confident ones
Who don't seem like real people,
The ones who always know
The right thing to say,
The right thing to do,
Will one day end up squirming

While you mock them
Like they mocked you.

Author's Note

Look at grammar and content, and I'm always open to improvements :)

Reviews

[Carolynn]

I think at times we should learn to suck up our humiliation but it's incredibly hard to think rationally when we're in the moment! Your write very truthfully - many prefer to cover those feelings up - great job!

[Julia Ledo]

Your closing lines kill me! Love them. You tie up your words so nicely and with such a punch to the reader at the end. I simultaneously like and dislike the vindictive spirit in this poem. It's bitter, but a good bitter. Instead of mocking them, I'd rather rise above it I guess, but it must be satisfying to give it right back. So I'm left conflicted with this one, but of disliking and liking it, I lean more towards liking it. Well done

[DayDreamer]

Well I was angry when I wrote this, so I guess that's probably why it sounds quite bitter! And yes I was pleased with the ending of this.
Thanks for the review

[XX]

I feel you. This could be based on your mere experiences... It's very well spoken and it's nice! Perfect words!
Keep writing. It will improve you. :) #kudos

[DayDreamer]

yes definitely, I wrote it when I was feeling very embarrassed about something, just wanted to put my feelings into words!
Thanks :)