Gertrude

Sometimes life's a pain, especially from the inside, people who you cannot face, nothing in your eyes to own, but an uneasy lie, your lips like stone, true to a love restrained, feel your cheeks rise, battered by the falling rain, a woman of hope and bone, she beat out her time, didn’t ask you for more, where she once jumped Bail, found places safe to hide, nothing kept her in jail, now isn't the place, to ask the reason why, you act with such disgrace, makes you want to die.