She was the Girl with Bruised Knees
and the Bruised Heart
with love taken as far as it could
but still a million miles apart
Despite all her Pleading and Pleasing
her Labors bore no Recompense
aside from a Damaged psyche
uninvited Bitterness made manifest
She was the Girl with Bruised Heart
And the Bruised Knees
Battered fruit Ruined
eternally mouthing, Why Me, Why Me
Stupid Children 