What demands can you command?
When from behind shadows,
Your voice mocks and imitates.
And you fear to make a public stand.
Periodically you seem so pleased,
After everyone has left...
To allow you to announce with glee,
What was done that got you upset.
You have a nerve to emerge,
With accusations barely heard in whispers.
But reluctant you are,
To face the music to sing solo.