You ever cried yaself stupid?
After so many tears, after so many years?
You finally have that one last tear,
that tear that taste different from the rest.
A little more salty with a little more sting....
Wake up foolish girl!!
Wake up!!!
Your to good for them tears.
Taste this last tear and let it sicken you so, you never shed another.
Not for this reason.
Not for this man.
Not for anything...
Go ahead and cry,
cry enough, let it all out,
cry just until you've cried yaself stupid...

It's difficult to be pretty in this world
Because when you're pretty
You get *****
Because men don't know how to control themselves
Because when you're a man
You don't have to
Men are commended
For impregnating women
And being masculine rapists
Women are shamed
For getting pregnant
And being *****
Women were asking for it
Women should have known better
Women are supposed to be prepared
Nobody tells men not to ****
We hope it's common sense
But then we don't reprimand them
Because boys will be boys
But why can't boys be nice boys
And keep their hands to themselves
Stop hurting young women
Who really don't want to be *****
I don't know why
Men keep ****** women
It isn't fun
Nobody is asking for it
The definition of ****
Is *** that isn't asked for
But guys do it anyway
Because women are too afraid
To speak up
To live in this world
Ruled by ****** men

Come sit with me on the bench,

In the mid-winter summer bliss,

And walk on the back like a balance beam,

And tell me things it never seems

That you'd tell anyone but me.