You were rude Rita
I was going to die
I breathed in as deep as I could
You only would sigh
Papers in my hands
I was ready to fly
Instead I stopped and stood Idly bye
That's when you started to cry
And you were clear to see, That you've been blind
And I was as kind as I could be at the time
You were rude Rita
How come you didn't call?
You've been so broken from the places unspoken...
I wish those faces from those deep scary places would feel the light of the sun and fall down
To the ground
The walls are coming down