Always kind,
Always sweet,
That lovely girl
Is shoved to your feet
Forced to beg,
Forced to plead
Why can't you see?
She's good as you and me
She's understading
And compassionate
Never asking
For a complement
She's fun and cheery
To all who hurt her
She's never leery
Of the bitter
Yet you scold her,
Trick her heart
These constant arguments
You always start
Let her breathe
Let alone
Let be free
You may atone
Without the tension
And unease
She can be who she is
Rather than having
To constantly please
Just let go
Give her some room
Don't be a foe
Don't try to doom
Look and see
What I say
Don't be selfish
Don't allay
Let her breathe
Let alone
Let be free
You may atone
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