We can't multitask, we can't compete,
Men not needed, our lives unsure,
Uncertainty a lie on the ones we meet,
Hedonism, our only cure.
Squeal of vermin, fickle fiends,
Sucking the life out of my pale neck,
I lost my faith in womanhood,
I lost my faith.
Tremulous heart is put to the test,
Mother gone bald, yet I remain,
A lump on her tainted chest,
Somehow I stay the same.
Last night I crawled into a hole,
My brain without vigor, too much thought,
Lack of sleep, lack of soul,
Depression, like a beast I fought,
Alone.
