Panda Eyes - The Bitch

The Bitch is always near
And she can smell my fear
She wants me to be all alone
Even in my home
She looks at me with a sneer
And reminds me that I’m a queer
Calls me horrible names
And plays mind games
I just want her to go away
And stop all this childish play
Because I’m tired of being hit
Or being told where to sit
She screams and screams at me
Please just let me be
Get your filthy hands off me
I’m going to count to three
So tired of your bullshit
All she knows is how to hit
One day I will leave
And only then I will learn to breathe.

Panda Eyes

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