Claws tear at me,
from inside out.
I will not flinch,
at your nasty barbs.
For I am but a shell,
from self-inflicted wounds.
You may see a smile,
I see a grimace of pain.
Masochistic you may call me,
but I am not nor will I ever be.
I am merely surrounded,
by a sadistic society.
So bend at the waist,
bow at your ringleader's feet.
See if I care,
about your silly lives.
A sneer,
a smirk.
This is what I give,
to you disgusting creatures.
Prod me like cattle,
but I will not topple.
I stand strong,
seemingly void of a soul.
I know what comes,
to those deserving.
I mean not me,
but you.
So laugh,
taunt.
It is you who will shatter,
for I have never been whole.
Your soft little kitten claws,
leave shallow scabs.
I have felt,
far worse.
Talons,
and razor sharp teeth.
So forgive me if I smile,
at the face you will make.
Crying,
and screaming.
For your disgusting cheers,
and lipstick stained cheeks.
Hell,
or high school.
Call it what you will,
everyone gets theirs in the end.