Rain, Shine, or Suicide

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


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