Resettlement, the word to describe being moved on by the social workers,
When they close my hospital down.
Health commissioners with a stroke of a pen,
Told by the government what to do as part of their privatisation plan,
To close down bit by bit homes for the vulnerable
Who have no voice and have no choice.
Care in the community when no one really cares ,
Treated like second class citizens because of prejudice and fear.
Victims of the bullies in a Manchester street.
What’s going on ?
We got protection from the ignorant ones .
And something to eat .
They hate me and bully me and i don’t know why .
They say i stink, shout out names.
I am a social outcast exported and abused in a land that doest care .
Afraid and alone what am i doing here?
Care in the community in a world that don’t care .
I cant remember my pills and cant remember what the health nurse said ,
I sometimes take too many instead,
I sometimes think i am better off dead .
Cant stop the voices in my head ,
I wish i was in hospital in the safe and warm and kept me safe.
Now i am lost and lonely cold and sad people don’t love me as they are scared,
Because i am mad .