The therapists chair (a true story)

I was in a therapists room, 

Sat on the chair,

They looked at me and spoke,

I looked away,

Again, they looked at me and spoke,

I looked away again.

There was silence for a moment,

Then I saw a picture of the last supper on the wall in front of me.

The therapist asked me about my problems,

I said I've been bullied,

"Why do you think they bullied you?" She asked. 

I paused for a while.

I replied, "because they were afraid."

"What of?" she asked.

Yet again I paused and felt sad, and bowed my head.

Then I looked up to the picture of the last supper.

And replied, "The Truth!"

The therapy concluded.