in a dreary doctor's office, she will sit while her legs dangle to the floor,
the little one can hear a boy scream, and an old man bellow-cough.
its cold and she hurts, she sees thousands of patrons back and forth doing the things that need to be done.
doing and doing, but still no one to help her.
little lady
she grew up,
and now she cannot be dependent on anyone.
if she hurts, she is the only one to heal herself.
that little boy grew up strong, but ended up ill,
and that old man grew up to live forever...

she still sits on the table while her legs hang down,
it was the best decision they have ever made.
she can live alone, do it alone.