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I hate the month of February
Like a veil cast over my eyes
It brings clouded visions
Images of the past obscure me
Ten years ago a terrible thing
This year, another terrible thing
Why is it always February?
Why is a month devoted to love so dead?
I am torn from emotion to emotion
I can give no comfort to others
I don't know what to say to her
All I know is that I've been here before
And I never wanted to come here again
But I guess I was the best one
The best daughter for both mothers
When they lost their mothers
Like I will someday lose mine
I pray to have a daughter like me
In the sad, desolate month of February