Oh my tormentor, did you ever think of me?

Oh my tormentor, did you ever think of me?

A guileless child that I was,
I was unable to understand,
Your devious and brilliant mind,
Your delight in sadistic pleasure,

You were a leader,
A man born to rule,
I was a follower,
A beast of burden cursed to follow,

I was so naive,
That I did not even know,
I was permitted to hate you,
I thought hate for people like you was not permitted for the likes of me,

Not once did I think ill of you,
During all those school days,
When you used to gather...