Their Weakness

Through the pain and the sorrow you were there and never followed
The sheeps that went and betrayed my trust They were weak and full of lust
Lust for what wasn't theirs they threw a fit and tried to bear
The secrets that I had left with them to take away and gain my happiness for them
If they only knew I didn't care and wouldn't fight to keep it fair
They dealt blows below the belt and I laughed from the tingling sensation that I felt
From all the effort they put into "hurting me"
They only make my day and amuse me
So much so that they bring me happiness
Because they show that I am their weakness.

March 3, 2012