I'm the B.U.L.L.Y.
Yeah that's me
I'm the face you hate to see
I'm the face you want to leave
The face that can't keep peace
The face that shouldn't breathe
Everyone knows me when they see
But no one knows the name of me

When I was five
My mother died
People Cried
But nobody knew
My hurt inside
Everyone went on
about their lives
But nobody felt
my hurt inside
Children teased me
For the tears in my eyes
But nobody saw
My hurt inside

Petrified
Criticized
I found refuge
In thoughts of suicide
Revitalized
By the sight of blood
Easin down my arm
in such beautiful strides
The result of her absence
left me so deprived
Wishing for some cyanide
So I could be by her side

But Time went on
And things stayed bad
I got older
But remained sad
Left alone without mom
And a broken dad
Lost in his work
What was part became full
And when he came home
His grieving would rule
Speechless anger
With an instant loss of cool
But full became all
As appeared to me
When ever he was at home
I was all he would beat
What once was a wall
Soon lost its fun
And fists bruised by anger
Turned on his son
Any love between us was done
He was happy only at work
But truthfully he was gone

A soul gone dark
As death would know
Livid became me too
And it started to show
The anger within
began to errupt
And like magma I stung like ****
I struck the kid that "sexed my mom"
He may still laugh
But his eye is gone
His parents thought it was funny too
So all in good fun they filed a law suit

When I returned home
Things went straight to hell
He hit me so hard
Before I knew I had fell
I caught sight of the lieing mail
"law suit" is said
As I covered my head
And was pushed out the door
Left bleeding on the floor

Left with nothing
No place to go
Living on the streets
Now I'm a hoe
But that's ok
It's ok that that's me
Because no one ever cared
All hated me
I'm the worst
I'm the "B.U.L.L.Y."

But I do ask that you
Never make lue
Of all the things
you saw me do
But place me in
My most according group
My name is a B.U.L.L.Y.
Broken
Under a
Little
Love
Youth.