
The Melancholy
She said she'd see me but she took a while,
Needed the company for all she knew,
I felt so lonely, and with friends so few,
I needed someone who'd give me a smile,
Who would sweeten all of my angry bile.
Yet she was my daughter, the girl I grew
and every day I would make her good stew.
Now she was into fashion, class and style,
A grown woman, she'd no longer be mine.
If only she knew how I felt so low,
I wasn't pleased or feeling at all fine,
Beyond the house I had nowhere to go.
I needed a friend who'd show me the Rhine,
Who'd have something else for me to endow.
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