Life for the first and only time had meaning
You destroyed it with your negative weaning
Are you jovial now that you've brought me down
equal to your constant perpetual frown?
Just because you lost what you cherished and loved
in your bosom of sorrow I must be shoved
I feel your pain and witnessed it just the same
Why then must you shoot at me such hateful blame?
I, too, lost the most important part of me
Left with a he, I always needed a she
Why do you thrive with joy from my pain and tears?
Have I not earned freedom after all these years?
I do not know exactly how to please you
Is the answer to be underneath your shoe?
Though I love you, that is not humane nor right
You leave me with nothing but the choice of flight
And no matter what you say, my soul is good
I have always done what you taught that I should
You are my rock; I will never let you go
But I am not jovial; this you must know