Yet as you fidget, they smile for a wrong move,
Click, reload, spill it all out on the pure piece of paper with black ink,
that engulfs the whole piece in sin.
They chuckle in delight and nod their head absentmindedly.
Continue, they croon with their abused lips that are drawn in an ugly snarl.
You smile lightly,
But the tension in the air is simply electrifying and it never relaxes,
The way their pen twirls in the hand pushes you away, further.
You know you can't trust them,
The whole crowd is chanting your name, lovely, they tap their foot.
You're nothing but a puppet, your strings pulled taut.
They wait for a performance to condemn you.
Enter, click, reload. The action repeats as their eyebrows rise in humour. They're waiting for a faux pas.
" Mr. Know-It-All
Well ya think you know it all
But ya don't know a thing at all
Ain't it something y'all
When somebody tells you something bout you
Think that they know you more than you do
So you take it down another pill to swallow"
You haven't got anything against them,
Since you've taken the stage,
Why not show them?
Don't fear their quills when they should,
Because all those lies made up
Will vanish when you shine and stand up.
So brave their sneers and hope
Shine and blind their prejudice.
Make them widen their eyes in awe
At how you'll soar and change their perspectives,
So I'll stand with you.
Let's hope.
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This is dedicated to Phoebe, my dear granddaughter.
Inspired by :
The post Phobe wrote on 'Bullying' on our joint blog-- somehow her angst made me more cheery *shudder*
Also, Kelly Clarkson's Mr. Know-It-All.
Phoebe, don't lose hope. Life may be cruel, but as long as we have hope (and each other), the world can change. I haven't been writing poems lately, so I hope this one's okay! :D
I love you! :D Let's spread the love around! This world needs more love! :D
Cheerio!
Ollie :D
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