A hollow witch with a crown of thorns
Voice all venom and full of scorn
Eyes like glass , heart like smoke
A petty thief hiding in a cloak
Calls herself a leader, she plots and plays
A hateful feeder, she brays and brays
Sitting on a tower abusing her power
Ruling with tantrums, she curses away
Inflated ego, so self absorbed
A happiness sponge like smelly bog
Childish logic, a manner so unrefined
A hollow soul with a shallow mind
You think you’re dressed in robes of brilliance
They’re stitched from flattery and fake compliments
Strutting your halls of delusion in transparent threads
Completely naked as people bite back their giggles at best
Your throne unraveling with every gust of honesty
Revealing in all its nakedness your ugly reality
A brainless witch is a fraud in lace
Leadership is not your place