We all have ways to make it seem
We are not hard or bad
And I chop down trees
And spit in faces
And laugh when you are sad
Your happiness means almost less than all that's in the world and
My existence is okay, I guess, because I'm good to my girls
I take them to the movies
I put food in their bellies
I sew the holes in their lives shut
And temporarily hoping
What else can I say?
I didn't ask to own their days and worth and
I'm good to them and thereby earn my share of life and earth and
They, they may cry but not to me
They know I would not hear them
There's other folks and family
Who hate me and I don't fear them
Fear them
I fear the fact that after life, complete emptiness whirls
And we only have our share of life, so I am good to my girls
I am good to my girls
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