This nickname came from my mum
I don't understand as I'm not one
She always used to call me it in jest
I never understood, I wasn't like the rest
I was the girl others came to if in need
I hated how bitchiness could quickly breed
Yes I stood up for myself alright
But only used my words, not one to fight
I used to hate the gangs scaring others
Thought they were cool as they had big brothers
But then they'd never met my mum
She was scary, from her they would run
I was liked because I was honest and true
I never followed what all the others would do
I had my own mind and was proud to use it
Couldn't be bothered with hassle and shit
Strong minded and strong willed too
If that makes me a bitch, then it's true
I've only wanted others to be happy and glad
Why do others want to make others sad?
It's something that's never felt ok to me
Let others be who they want to be
So when my mum used to call me a bitchbag
It was just a nickname and not a tag
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Writing has been my friend since a teenager...I laugh, cry, think, pretend, smile as I do it. I feel that I communicate better through my writing as in person I can appear a tad scatty.
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Haven't heard that expression for some time now! We can all tell you're lovely, it shines through 🎆😚😊
@MrsS awww thanks Hun ....yep my mum always called me that...just kind of stuck...my brother calls me it too now along with dog breath and tramp...to which I call him smegness and fartius smellius....😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂😂
@misslittleDHP 😂😂😂 Ah, the joys of family fun eh?! My sisters would call each other all sorts of names: from 'Trog' to 'Concorde' (nose reference for one of my sisters!), and lots more in between! 😂😂😂
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