I've made my ground
My beacon point
But you still stand with that nasty smirk
It sickens me,
Your sarcastic smile
Your laugh,
Your childish ways
Disgusting
Oh yes, watch me
I can stand here ever quiet
Agreeing, nodding, waiting
But every bomb has a fuse
And I promise you
You don't have to hear me
See me
Feel me
Or even know I am here
But it is I, in the end
Who will stand in victory
