People keep asking me if I'm alright,
As if that'll lessen the bite
As if that'll help me sleep at night.

Are you okay?
"I'm great"
But your gait
Seems off
I'll hide it with a little cough

I'll avoid
And try and fill the void
I'll do all it takes
So what if it's fake?
I'll smile for her sake

It was going to happen,
No if's or but's
But help me someone
It hurts

If it was within my power
I'd keep her in a tower
Made of ivory,
A place where she wouldn't worry,
A place where she'd be at ease
A place with no one else to please.

I'd give her everything she'd need
Confine her, just to have her freed
But despite all my greed
All I can say to her
"Godspeed"