Vultures lurk
Searching for the helpless flesh of another
Driven by their own insecure desires
They tear down everything in their path
Constantly belittling and conquering
However they are the lonely ones
Spending wasted nights
With only their bitter selves
Ignorant of content
Yet, when the buzzing drone
Of their harsh voices reach my ears
I can't help but yelp back
Defending the walls I've built
How pathetic