bitch
 

you smacked my face

then started a rumour,

you bitch.

your drunken obsession

your lust for aggression

the angels were watching me,

bitch.

you forced me outside

i knelt without pride

never speaking the secret,

you bitch.

but the tables were turned

when my brother returned

you never expected it,

bitch.

you begged us to run

your man had a gun

well you fucking started it,

bitch.

you took it for granted

your man wouldn’t stand for it

you wanted our blood,

you bitch.

you better thank god

on your knees, for the bond

that makes men as brothers,

you bitch.

now read into this story

though you’ll probably ignore me

but I don’t fucking hate you—

you bitch.