oh my daughter, legs in plaster
taught to keep her knees together
oh my daughter skin glued over
and taught to walk so the limbs waver
oh my daughter, the fragile features of your mother
they're buried under the plainer features of your father
oh my daughter, life rushed from you
and split in ways you weren't meant to
and oh my daughter, such crushing pressure
at half the age of your poor mother
oh my daughter, your ruddy cheeks are forever leather
and buried under the fragile features of your mother
oh my daughter