Medusa

This poem is going to be about when people get mad and they "blow up"!!!

Oh so you wanna hurt me
Oh no
I will win this
No more shall you stampede on my body
Or cut my soul
Or kill my dreams
Or cut me off when I'm talking
You will listen to me and only me
No more shall you torture me and my friends
No more shall i get the disappointment from you
I shall be happy when you are not there
But when you come around I am still the Boss here
You don't run things
I do
You are on my property
My territory
My realm
My estate
Your are the winner of this battle
I am Medusa