Today the mother beat her daughter yet again
Poor girl
Her body is covered in bruises

She even spazzes at times
But the mother doesn’t mind
She says to be teaching her how to be an educated woman

The girl was often seen in the backs of grocery stores
Sometimes she sat in the park to count pidgeons
She was an odd one

Some say that the girl went mad
Others say she became highly successful
But today I saw her
She had a smile on her face
That seemed to lighten up the broken down bench where I used to sleep