Your ignorance is showing
I cannot read your mind
How was I supposed to know
You couldn’t work after a suicide?
Speak up my delicate flower
Again, I cannot read your mind
You’ve made me into a monster
With these steady tears you cry
Your needs are complicated
It’s different with the boys
Girls have explosive emotions
We prefer to bottle up and avoid
Rain, shine, or suicide
Our career is selling See’s
It’s the steady income
We all need to succeed
If you’re feeling helpless
And need a break from this life
Let us know so we can give space
To you, my fragile little child