Hypocritical b***h

You sit there and stare at me

With smug satisfaction. 

Your eyes so judging

Your eyes so taunting.

They make me feel dispised

On your high horse you ride

Trampling over everonev else.

Not caring who you hurt.

Hypocritical b***h...

That's what you are.

You think you are  queen bee

But really...

Your an ugly b***h

Your ugly in your heart and

Your a b***h in how you 

Treat other people

Your not queen bee

In reality

Your a drone

A bottom freeder

You feed off of others pain

And misfortune.

Hypocritical b***h.

You know not where

You tread.

For your fate is written

With this pen.

Your pitiful person.

One who likes 

To bring others down.

But you can't bring me down

I will not stupe 

To your level

You will never

Bring me down