pearl jam - daughter
alone...listless...breakfast table in an otherwise empty room
young girl...violins...center of her own attention
the, mother reads aloud, child, tries to understand it
tries to make her proud
the shades go down, its in her head
painted room...cant deny theres something wrong...
don’t call me daughter, not fit to
the picture kept will remind me
she holds the hand that holds her down
she will...rise above...
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