A Lesson Learnt

A LESSON LEARNT I'm sat here in my front room and i'm feeling all inspired No ones having a go at me or making me feel tired Of the constant bloody arguments the put downs and the moan the telling me i'm useless, the huffs, the puffs, the groans. No more anxious feelings or being afraid to speak No more feeling insecure, or feeling like a freak. I'm not alone, i've got my kids my friends and family, but also someone great is here and that someone great is me. I vanished for a while and really lost my way, But that was down to being bullied each and every single day. One thing we all need to know and believe within our hearts, Is that all of us were victims and targeted at the start. Not because we're useless, ugly, weak too fat or too thin, But cos we're kind and gentle people who, un-knowingly let the bully in. And not because we're stupid but cos he was very clever, at making us feel worthless so that he could feel much better. The truth is he's an arsehole and he really is a prat, For not knowing that the day would come when we'd start fighting back. We'd stop listening to his ******** and we suddenly start to grin, cos we know deep within ourselves we're worth a million of him. One thing to remember is that beauty is skin deep, cos as they age, their looks will fade and all your left with is a creep. On the other hand there's us girls who are beautiful within, We're the kind and gentle one,s who let that bastard in. But let's not be ungrateful for the lesson he did teach, For we now all know the difference between the lover and the leach.