I saw a little girl, sitting on my bed
With her head tucked into a story book
As she heard me approaching her,
"What are you reading?", I say
"Something that helps me escape", she said.
I get close to her to touch her head
When she looks up at me and says,
"Does it get any better then?"
I smile and reply, "No it doesn't. It gets worse but you get all the ranks".
"Am I really not enough? Am I...