Soft sad peach don’t cry.
- But it hurts darling…
I know, but your strength is you,
No other, no less. To this confess.
- I adore him, it hurts to adore him.
I know, pretty peach, trust is not
So easy is it.
- No, and I want…so much…
Get your mind on school, girl,
Thoughts of him will keep. Just be there
When he needs you.
- Is that not giving to a fault of which
I have been accused?
No, it’s being you, kind and sweet,
Being soft happy peach and caring deep.