now that she's asleep
a word or two.
It's time you understood
she's not the greatest:
While she stares herself
down in the mirror
every morning and
every night,
I hold her back,
stay the hand.
She'll put on a smile
go to work.
This sad appearance,
this wounded act,
Has got something to it.
It's me.
She'll say no
it isn't enough.
But i'll throw myself
upon what mercy there lies.
She'll be Brave,
Admit she can't take it.
but we're dying to get it.
but we're dying to hold it.
She'll say no.
It isn't beautiful.
But we know it is.
but we know it's there.
You can hug her all you want.
Give her a smile.
She isn't good enough.
She hates herself.
I could be something.
I think I know it.
She think's she's got to do
something.
Thats me.
I'm doing it.


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