How many times did you notice her frown?
Do you remember her tappings on your shoulder?
Did you ever listen to her silence?
She was always never home.

She was so independent!
Never at the dinner table.
She had all she needed!
What else could she possibly want?

Your little girl had grown up!
You gave her everything that money could buy.
But she hardly saw you,
For you worked long hours!

Six figures ensured your rewards.
Your wife was a renowned power broker.
Executives, wheeling and dealing!
Not to mention your English nanny, what a charm!

Life was great, until... the phone call.
Your private jet was fueled, ready to go!
Everything was going to be alright, it always was!
Today was no different, another tantrum, perhaps!

But when you saw those lights,
those dreaded, hypnotizing, flashing lights,
you truly understood the magnitude of it all.
It would never be the same again, ever!

The pink, Thai-silk scarf you gave her for her birthday, did not look lovely on her neck anymore!
She was no longer a problem child, as her lifeless body dangled from one of the heating pipes in the basement. She succeeded! Finally, she caught your attention!