the explanation

February, the month of love
But my hands were lonely inside my gloves
Doctor's office, that place you wait
For someone to come and pronounce your fate

Walked in the room, and I sat down
Answered her questions, tried not to frown
She seemed so nice and spoke with love
But the only thing I could think about was

The explanation
Someone tell me why I hate my creation
My eyes were dry
But in my head it was an ocean floating by

She asked me questions, my mom had left
Felt like every inch of my brain was being swept
I answered with the truth, though it was hard
And finally, she pulled out the card with

The explanation
Someone tell me why I hate my creation
My eyes were dry
But in my head it was an ocean floating by

The explanation
Given to so many who live in my nation
Don't ask me why
Because a reason for it I can't identify
The explanation



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Writer(s): Emma Flint
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