Green eyes watered down
Chasing freckles around her frown
Dizzy spells bring her down
Too uncertain to smile now

Doctors say don’t worry child
You’ll be right in just a while
Still not sleeping, hearts gone wild
In her throat, it tastes so sour

Hands trembling, Loss of thoughts
Hiding out, too scared to talk
Told shes faking, can barely walk
Just hysteria, just teenage squawk

Frighting fears Drown her out
Hard to breathe, full of doubt
Scary thoughts spreading now
Contemplating what life’s about

Joints are swelling burning pain
Pins and needles run like veins
Statistics lost For personal gain
Suicide disease has earned its name



Watered súile glas síos
Chasing freckles timpeall a frown
Tugann geasa meadhrán anuas í
Ró-éiginnte le gáire anois

Deir dochtúirí ná bíodh imní ort ar leanbh
Beidh tú ceart i gceann tamaill bhig
Fós gan codladh, chuaigh croíthe fiáin
Ina scornach, bíonn blas chomh géar air

Lámha ag crith, Cailliúint smaointe
Ag dul i bhfolach, ró-eagla ort labhairt
Dúradh shes faking, ar éigean is féidir siúl
Díreach hysteria, díreach squawk déagóirí

Tá eagla ar an eagla go dtitfidh sí amach í
Deacair análú, lán d’amhras
Smaointe scanrúil ag scaipeadh anois
Ag smaoineamh ar a bhfuil i ndán don saol

Tá siúntaí ag at pian a dhó
Ritheann bioráin agus snáthaidí cosúil le féitheacha
Staitisticí caillte Chun gnóthachan pearsanta
Tá a ainm tuillte ag galar féinmharaithe



Yeux verts dilués
Chasser les taches de rousseur autour de son froncement de sourcils
Les étourdissements la font tomber
Trop incertain pour sourire maintenant

Les médecins disent de ne pas s’inquiéter enfant
Tu auras raison dans peu de temps
Je ne dors toujours pas, les cœurs se déchaînent
Dans sa gorge, ça a un goût si aigre

Mains tremblantes, Perte de pensées
Caché, trop effrayé pour parler
Elle a dit qu’elle faisait semblant, qu’elle pouvait à peine marcher
Juste de l’hystérie, juste un cri d’adolescent

Des peurs effrayantes la noient
Difficile de respirer, plein de doute
Des pensées effrayantes se répandent maintenant
Contempler ce qu’est la vie

Les articulations gonflent douleur brûlante
Les épingles et les aiguilles coulent comme des veines
Statistiques perdues Pour un gain personnel
La maladie du suicide a gagné son nom


2 thoughts on “R.E.G.R.E.T

    • I’m really sorry to hear about your daughter. It was such a careless act by an establishment that people put their trust in. There are far too many stories out there pleading for an end to this vaccine, for the hopes of others. Women are very strong in so many ways, and for you to have stood you’re ground standing for your little girl, It looks like she has the support system to get to good health and happiness. Your family is in my thoughts and prayers.


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