Goddamn talk to her
Goddamn talk to her like she's not in third grade
She is your daughter adult and wondering
why you don't speak truly
and how her brother chose throwing his life away
to get you to notice
and you just sat and smiled the same
I don't know if you've noticed
but the pain that's on her skin is growing
with every moment spent worried about your loneliness
she feels it and I watch it as it grows
It grows
I'll never understand how hard your life's been
It grows
but understand you're still in hers
It grows
I'll never understand how hard your life's been
It grows
but understand that won't be hers
No one understands but you and your children
They need a mother who's ready and willing to say:
"Sometimes everything is not alright
and I have not been alright. I have not been alright"
Until then it grows
and I will watch it as it grows
It grows
I'll never understand how hard your life's been
It grows
but understand you're still in hers
It grows
I'll never understand how hard your life's been
It grows
but understand that won't be hers