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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.

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