A Daughters Cry Sticks and stones they break her bones your words are what most hurt her no one loves but Soon some one could burry her then shed know how bad her words Hurt her baby her atomic blows bruise her soul she's barely hanging on words pressed on to the screen save her. She softly escapes through her songs. She desperately defends while the evil mother steps in and again and again bruises she soon loses her grip beaten by the words over and over. Why? She won't know. The Hurt bruised soul will never heal. In the evil mothers eyes mistakes are like committing a crime you really deserve to be punished. like Jenny she wishes to fly like a bird and fly far far away.