The Lady Goes...

The lady goes where the lady knows That anger seeps between her bones. To live or love she has to choose Between the hues of evening blues. Alone and lonely are much the same, Though only she can claim the blame. But living for someone else’s care Will only tear and that’s unfair. So the lady knows that where she goes, Anger simply cannot show. The lady must be silent, The lady must be coy, The lady goes where the lady knows That anger will destroy.