The virtuous victim
The monstrous bitch
Will blame no one
For all her bad choices
For every switch
A flit from here to there
A victim of circumstances
A victim of voices
Running rampant in her head.
She’ll blame everyone else
When she’s dead
Anyone but herself
For she is above
All the world’s concepts
Of vices and love.
The virtuous victim
Stirring up strife
The arbitor of all that is wrong or right
Signals her virtue twice a night
With images of her overcomer life
Posted where you can rate her
She’ll be sure you see her
To praise her
Pity her
Emulate her
Fear her
And hate her.
