High-Poetry
WellsFiction
September 5th
Go ahead and lock me in the tower
I will transform it into my fortress
You won't be able to touch me
Won't be able to harm me
All you can do is mock me from below
While I glance down at you grinning
I'll hear you knock
And talk
But that's it
That doesn't bother me anymore
What bothers me is how you think it's ok to put others down
Acting like nothing is wrong
Bye bye
