Slap Hunting (NaPoWriMo, Day 11)

When I slapped him, he laughed at me
Does he not realize that I had hurt him
Does he not know why I slapped him
Does he not know that what he said to me was wrong
Which was the reason why I slapped him

I slapped her and she stared at me in wonder
She should know why I slapped her
As she said some cruel things to me
And didn’t care that she hurt my feelings
That’s why I slapped her.

But if someone slaps me, then people want to start a fuss
Not knowing that they themselves were the reason why I had been slapped
I slapped someone and no one cares
But if someone slaps me, then everyone cares
I don’t know what’s going on
Either I’m wrong or society’s wrong