bullying at home ( warning strong language )

today she was a bitch
screaming of her head
as if i had done something so badly wrong
leaving me wishing i was dead
i only spilt some jam on the floor
some milk some sauce and some tea
and all because of an accident
the bitch comes screaming at me

i cleaned that just a little while ago
you little shit – you so and so
fucking arse get out my sight
dont you expect to get out tonight
go to bed your staying in
i’ll wipe that smile of your fucking chin
take this take that
smack and slap
you wont take the piss out of me

today he was a right bad bassssstard
furious angry and mad
just because i wanted some attention
and some love he treated me bad
someone to play with to talk to and share
i was only just trying to be good
but he didnt care and started to swear
something i know that kids never should
fuck of ya prick away and play
ive better things to do today
go to the fridge
bring me a beer
thanks now fuck off
im watcing the football
ya little queer
get out ma face your a fucking disgrace
how the fuck were you ever born
get out of this place
before i beat you
maybe i shouldnt have been born at all

grown up selfish individuals

today they were my friends
everything was great
but one thing you’ll learn
respects hard to earn
and how quickly love turns to hate
they bought me a bag of sweets
so i thought id return the favour
so i carried all the messages into the house
being on my best behaviour
when one of the handles burst on the bags
and everything fell to the floor
i was grabbed by the scruff of the neck and the arm
and got physically thrown out the front door

ya little -useless prick they said
left me wishing i was dead
the thoughts i had inside my head
the bitch and the bastard

that night i made a decision
that decision- was for me to leave
i couldnt tell people my story
cause they would only ever believe
the bitch and the basssstard

so i ran away from home
thinking i would never go back
to that bitch and that wicked bastard
so i headed on my tracks
off i went on the streets
looking for a place to stay
for a new bitch and a new bastard
a respectful new mummy and daddy
hoping to find a better life
someone who’d look after me
bring me up the proper way
just the ways that its meant to be
but thats not how it is ,or how things turn out
at least it didnt for me
because i got hungry and headed back home
to continue on with my story

sick and tired of all the beatings
sick and tired of the verbal abuse
sick and tired of being a punch bag
sick and tired of being they’re exscuse
sick and tired of the way that they treat me
sick and tired cause they really dont care
sick and tired of the bitch and the bastard
sick and tired cause its not really fair
sick and tired of all their drinking
sick and tired of the way that they are
sick and tired of everything im made out to be
sick and tired so sick and tired
sick and tired of being their slave
sick and tired right to the bone
sick and tired of the bitch and the bastard
my reason for running away from home

there were no laws to protect me
but now days there’s laws for kids
to explain and tell their storys
of the sad lives their made to live
dont sit back in anger
there’s no need for you to do
dont suffer in silence and be battered and bullied
there’s people to help you get through
first you’ve got to talk to someone
dont hang your head in shame
dont protect the bitch and the bastard
let them accept the blame
the bitch and the bastard

bullying at home ( warning strong language )

craftsman

ALLOA, United Kingdom

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