I don't really like
It when it rains, it feels...

When the broken girl writes,
she leaves no page blank...

If only people knew,
all the things I share with nobody...

When my thoughts no longer drift
upon a diamond sky...

Do they take the midnight
train to a broken broadway...

I don't think any woman raises her
sons to be vile to women...

Have you seen
Justice my dear...

I wonder if when you
were a little girl, your mother would...

Light of my eyes,,
may I open my soul to you...

I never wanted to be a charity case,
to be loved out of pity, and not out of will...

But,
I'm no hypocrite...

Isnt it so much like me
To always be writing for everyone...