When a woman goes to pieces
Hysteria and fragility are often evoked
When a man goes to pieces
Its often just workload
The opposite can also be true.
If a woman tells her mate
I'm going to pieces he'll tell her
'Get yourself together,
Or soon it'll be too late'.
A woman is rarely alone when she wants to be,
In times of acute personal misery.
But alas when she doesn't want to be
People become rare in their scarcity.
So social fronts and smiling facades
Busy workers and perfect mothers
Mill around busy shopping arcades
What if a woman has the right to say
Please just leave me alone for today?