I'm talking about you zilly

Feel her pain as she turns round
See the truth when truth is found
Stand and face the your deepest fear
She wants to run when you come near
To hear her words makes you feel ill
A story told so full of pain
And tears fall down like genital rain
She needs your words but you can’t speak
She turns away as time goes on
You close your eyes and soon she’s gone

Merry Christmas Behertz