Father left, you were crushed   Like the petals of a flower   Between the pages of a novel   A long forgotten bookmark   The end of a sad chapter      When he left her she read no more   And so left all trust   Of any man that wants you   To dress in black plastic   Or sing with your eyes only   As though you were autistic      Whisper diamonds and insolence   Enter misadventure   Neither tawdry or resplendent   In clothes that hide your figure   He was daddy's little sparrow   He was a dirty picture window      Mister Inappropriate   Who washes hands after   He thinks someone is watching   Too restless for education   Craves only entertainment   And to this day   There is no one you trust      When your father left your mom   They say that you were crushed   Like the petals of a flower   Between the pages of a novel   A long forgotten bookmark