You’re a Coward

I know it

You know it

But you’re trying to make it look like you’re not

You’re insisting on using underhanded tricks to get your way

You keep playing sick little games behind closed doors, where no one can see them

You know how to control to narrative

You know how to control your angry

You don’t like confrontation

I see how you try to avoid me

I see how if you have to be anywhere near me, you try to make a mad dash instead

You insist on using enablers and flying monkeys to assist you, including your own wife and child

A weakling

A wolf in sheep’s clothing

All for a power trip

To keep control that shouldn’t be yours

You’re a coward

And you’ll always remain one