The Busy Bee

The busy worker bee
Gather honey, never still-
Only good for one thing!
Surrounded, yet alone
Hated and despised
For they have a deadly sting
In truth, they are more frightened of you
Yet children lash out
Then so does the bee
All of a sudden SWAT!
Then the bee is gone

I feel empathy towards the bitersweet honey bee
For it is like me
No one leaves me alone
People lash out
And so do I
I'm just waiting for the day
When SWAT!

The End