If you saw her true interior
Past the toughened, hard exterior
Saw the sadness and the fear in her
Youd’ve never said those things
Every day she stays devout
And keeps her calm as you just shout
Of things you know nothing about
Blinded by the hate it brings
Granted taken, you have done
Oblivious that she’s the one
Who raised your daughter, and your son
As you tied the same old strings
Never knowing why or how
So holier, she was than thou
Your every sin, she did allow
While treating you like lords and kings
Ignorance is bliss, they say
But one day she’ll leave you away
She’ll see that there’s no cause to stay
And fine’ly, grow her wings
How the World Should Work 