Emilie Autumn - So Many Fools (Poem) lyrics

Is there no such thing as friendship? Is it possible to not slip Past the point of genial with a Quip implying something more? This is what the young girl wonders As her heartbeat races, thunders Trying to drown out the grotesque Blunders of a man at war With the fact that he could be Her father twice over and she A lady of sound mind and body Was not meant for fools as he Must a man be so unthinking? When he sees his ship is sinking Will he always try to grasp the Wing of one who still can fly? This is what the young girl ponders As she does her vision wanders Trying not to notice how much Fonder looks the old man's eye Down upon her form and face Believing she might like the chase But knowing still that he has no place As he shows his true disgrace Will my life be like this ever? Must I laugh and call them clever Or else fight and scratch and claw in Fury at so many fools? This is what the young girl muses As she battles shame and loses Leaving nothing but so many Bruises made by unseen tools Wielded by a strengthless hand Which could not hope to understand How quickly it k**s, though unplanned Turning spirit into sand