Learning

(are. Martin)

On her way home she starts to cry

This feeling, though fleeting

Gets worse each time

It can't be blamed

For trying

A gentle warning

Pay no mind

All her wanting

Was met with silence

She can't be blamed

For trying

In a bedroom

Of pine and grizzle

It's her home now

It's home now

Home

Strength is a weakness sometimes

I'd comfort her if I could

But I don't know how

You can't be blamed

For trying