love hate
how can love turn to pure hate
why the hell did i leave it so late
every slap kick and punch
i should of gone with my little hunch
every week one by one
til every bit of love had gone
ignoring help and trying to hide
really struggling to keep my pride
i look at my kids and feel the shame
why am i putting them threw this pain
its time to wise up and leave this man
run away as fast as i can
i make the call to get my house
for once i don’t feel as small as a mouse
i start to feel butterflies in my belly
daydreaming happily while watching the tele
feeling scared as the day draws closer
to wipe the smirk of the face of this poser
the man/boy who thinks hes clever
will soon realise hes lost us forever
and when this day comes i wont look back
how the hell am i going to pack
making excuses to bag up my things
deep inside my broken heart sings
am i really gonna have a life
without being hurt or living in strife
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