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