Full of it (A message to prissy little *itches everywhere)

You kill a person's dreams when you say they don't have what it takes You stab a knife through it, spit on it, then bury it All they wanted to do was try and stand out, get out from under your intimidating stare Your long, crooked, evil shadow The truth is, your no better than they are In fact... you are lower than you think they are A speck of dust on a dinning table A little maget on a rotting corpse Why don't you give up on your own dreams and see what that feels like You may not think it but you are hated by everyone No matter how much you think they adore you No matter how much make-up you put on No matter what you did or said to get to the top You may think being what you are will protect you from the bullies But the truth be told, you are just like them... FULL OF IT... Someone everyone loves... to hate