Must you always make her cry
With your intimidating screams
It scares her don't you see
You're the nightmare in her dreams

You must always wonder why
She's quiet and sad around you
But it's never crossed your mind
That perhaps it's something you do

Your voice that makes her tremble
Your promises built from lies
And at the end of every argument
You wonder why she cries

You ask why she has such an attitude
And question her aspects on life
You exclude her from the world then ask
Why she's best friends with a knife

She couldn't be more like you
She's learned her ways from you
She has the same attitude as you
But her soul is pure unlike you

Must you always judge her acts
Must you always kill her dreams
Must you always stomp on her faith
Must you always have to scream

Must you always
Make
Her
Cry....

Must you make her
Want
To
Die?