I cry through stinging eyes as I recount the days of life.
And full of things that expand my head, my heart…
I sniff back the tears that are as cold as ice,
I sat myself here and I will not allow the self pity start.
Deal with the consequences you are the cause of them,
You said you want to be free of men,
But he, he wasn’t just a man. To you he was more than that.
I pour fourth this monologue night after night,
Releasing tears, tears of an insomniac.