Poem: Love Thy Minions

...Guess who is barking at the wrong bitch...

It is just wrong
the way you are calling my attention...
They might be what I have left
the only ones that
loves my true self.
You have touch the wound of the wrong bitch
in false moves you reach to me...
with an air of innocent
but in mind sick
I can't believe what you just did...
if you have problems
you should have come to me
but unwise moves
pull me out from your trick...
Friends don't see me
as an hypocrite neither a manipulator
for my means
you just got the wrong impression of me...
I love my minions
with their imperfections
as they do love me.