As the sky begins to open up above.
Below there lies a girl who’s given up.
She sits on the concrete crying once again.
Her reflection in her tears mirrors back at her.
She asks herself quietly,
What for?

Lessons learned from a past of broken promises.
Beat against her head scratching to be released.
She cries out “daddy why does this keep happening to me?”
Why me?
What for?

Lightning crashes and thunder roars.
She walks the concrete steaming floor.
Her tears blend with the rain dripping down her face.
She asks herself,
What for?
What for?