Don't Cry

Come on, little boy – I am your friend, and
I understand the pain you’re in.

You’ve seen your mom come –
come home dreaming. In the rain,
when you wash – you can’t fade it.

Come on, little boy. You don’t need to cry.
You don’t need to cry your eyes out.
Come on, kid! Keep your head up and –
(sigh)… You don’t need to understand
the reasons why oh why oh why oh . . .