With no where to go she sits stiff and waits,
All night all day she’s uncomfortable,
She’s board could be depressed but no one cares,
No one seems to notice her pain she feels,

Putting her hair up harsh and tight hurts her,
Having to wear such awful things she hates,
In a tight dress tired maybe even sick,
She’s cared for but her pain says otherwise,

She doesn’t like to sit but she has to,
Sad hurt she has no choice but to stay stiff,
All day and all night she sits stiff and waits,
With no where to go she’ll just have to wait,

She’ll wait till she’s lying on her deathbed,
Then her pain will final ease at last