Scare The Bejesus Out Of Me

This is a poem she wrote about being scared.

Scare me, watch me fall.
Kick me over to the wall.
Hear me cry, watch me suffer,
You great bloody stinking buffer.
Hold on to hope, give me none.
Tell me that I'll be someone.
Swear out loud, cover my ears.
Block your own when I tell you my fears.

Look out, I'm gasping for air.
And soon I'm going to pull your hair.
I'll react, I won't stay calm.
But you won't react, you'll stay calm.
You won't scream and then you'll die.
And then if you're lucky you'll cry.
I will fight back, just so you know.
But one thing I won't do is let you crow.