Kicked in the face..

Kicked in the face...
That's a damming analogy
But it's true.
That's how I feel right now
About you..
And what you done today,
I've kept my mouth shut but now have a right to say..

How I feel..

All weekend I looked after you
And your boys,
Thinking of you and them,
Before anything..

And what did you do,
Read back your texts,
Not just to me,
My mum too...

What the fuck!

What the actual fuck were you thinking,
I know what your say,
It wasn't me,
It's because I was drinking..

Yes you were
But that doesn't excuse you.
You wouldn't stand back,
Let people abuse you...
But I had too.
And my mum had to, too!

And for what?
I hope you remember the weekend
And all that I done for you,
I wish you'd remember everyday and what I do for you..

After looking after you and Fin,
I honestly don't know where to start,
Where to begin...
In front of your children you punched me in the face,
Strangled me,
Your a fucking disgrace!

And what makes things worse is there wasn't a peep out of you after,
Your 13 year old son apologised,
Which didn't bring anger,
It only brought laughter...

What the fuck!

Your son apologising for you attacking me in the street,
All because I was protecting your boys,
Trying to diffuse the heat..
And they appreciated it,
They knew what I did,
And hopefully if you sober up you will to,
All I was trying to do was help you..

The nail in the coffin,
And out of the blue,
Your vicious abuse,
Its so what you do..
You fuck up
So you need to attack
Gathered my clothes off the street,
Now looking forward,
Not back!