I heard what happened to your daughter. My eyes won't water cause she shoulda been smarter. Plus you shoulda been taught her bout the temptations society has to offer. You lost her. When she started falling you coulda caught her. But you was too busy making up useless excuses. Now you feel the effects from the pain death produces. She only wanted attention, so she cried for help. Ended up helping herself. Her picture sits on the shelf. Put there as a constant reminder to make you remember this whole dilemma, where nobody would be the winner. Your baby girl crumbled under the weight of the world. To feed the hunger of the habit she traded her pearl. To try to calm the killer craving she gave up her mind. She couldn't keep up with the fast pace state of the time. You continued to never care. Your concern was never there. Love is a level you never let her share. And that's all you had to give her. You wouldn't try to deliver. So I just can't cry you a river.