The Masochist

She follows in her mother’s footsteps; it’s all she’s ever known Mentally and physically, her mother seems to show That Man has power over her, and thus she will not go And so the little girl has learned all there is to know That pain from men is something that is sure to make her grow And so she bows before him like a king upon a throne All the makeup in the world won’t hide the hurt within She carries on, cooking, cleaning, and slaving just for him But all her righteous doings are looked upon as nil He’ll have her do so much more until he's had his fill Her fear begins to plague her mind when setting off to bed That should she leave without any means, she might as well be dead For loneliness is something that will always make her stay It does not matter what she does or who she will betray This is the life she has chosen for herself today And no one can tell her otherwise, her mistakes must be made But down the road a path will clear and then she’ll she the light And that will make her wings grow big and carry her in flight