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She

She don’t compromise, She don’t care to get along
Like the Lord of Flies, Her demands are very wrong
She don’t have a home, A place where She can Med-itate
Likes to be alone, Interactions complicate

She will fly, Into the night
Taking flight, Deep into the sky
On a runway made of dope
From an airport in her mind
With a pilot stoked on coke
It makes her feel alright

She don’t compromise, She don’t care to get along
Like the Lord of Flies, Her demands are very wrong
She don’t have a home, A place where She can Med-itate
Likes to be alone, Interactions complicate

She is free, But She can’t free herself
She reminds me, a little bit of myself
Won’t cop a plea, She’ll blame it on someone else
Says she believes, But no one can really tell

Another one forgotten
But She won’t go quietly

Don’t know dates or time
Never stays in line
Has no yearning, to heed warnings
Pays no mind to shrines
Don’t know wrong from right
Can’t tell day from night
Has no Mother, Dad or brother
To give oversight

Just a baby, Lost is space
Somebody’s baby

She don’t compromise, She don’t care to get along
Like the Lord of Flies, Her demands are very wrong
She don’t have a home, A place where She can vegetate
Likes to be alone, Interactions complicate

Baby don’t like it
But Baby won’t run

A Pariah, In crossfire
Funeral pyres, Do inspire
Oh so sassy, Dresses trashy
Not so classy, More like Lassie
Abandons Hope, Just for Dope