Alone
Listless
Breakfast table
In an otherwise empty room
Young girl
Violence
Center of her own attention
The mother reads aloud
Child tries to understand it
Tries to make her proud
The shades go down
It's in her head
Painted room
Can't deny there's something wrong
Don't call me daughter
Not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter
Not fit to
The picture kept will remind me

Don't call me
She holds the hand that holds her down
She will rise above

Don't call me daughter
Not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter
Not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter
Not fit to
The picture kept will remind me
Don't call me daughter
Not fit to
The picture kept will remind me