Little Suzy sat down and pondered about her life.
"Should she go left or should she go right?"
She knew deep inside that there were questions she must have answered,
so she asked her little neighbors:
The wife told her that she needed to think about her future lover and child.
the things she did would not be fit for their eyes.
The hippie told her that she should enjoy her life,
and not care about society's condemning eyes.
The whore told her that she does not need a man,
for they were just play things; all males should be decieving in little Suzy's eyes.
The artist told her that she needed to concentrate on work,
for what did she have left when everything disappeared right before her eyes?
But only the Heart remained silent and absolutely still,
for it knew what little Suzy really wanted was for someone to hold her and whisper,
"Everything is going to be alright, for you are perfect in my eyes."