The lesson of silence continues to two,
Don't speak your sorrows if they care not for you
Your problems, quite blandly, are not their concern
And you, quite frankly, just have to learn
The world and it's people are cruel, we're alone
They, all humanity, are rotten to bone
We must learn to strive and make it along
We must learn to rise and prove them all wrong
Now, my child, there's an exemption here too
You may tell your troubles to someone who
You are sure, sincerely will hear
Someone who holds you reasonably near
You may confess your deepest transgressions
And tell them how you have learned your lessons
But only if you are sure they will care
Exclusively then, are you allowed to share
