Malvina Reynolds, Leave Me Be

I can't get Malvina Reynolds out of my head. This is an unprompted and somewhat unwelcomed temporary obsession. She's taking over my brain. I've been quoting her everywhere I go and it's gotta be annoying.

Rest in peace, dammit, and leave me be. I love you by the way.

And no, I will not explain. I need sleep.

Please send pillows.

She inches along on the rim of the world,
Always about to go over,
How she can manage I never will know,
To get from one day to the other.
Scrounging a buck or a bed
Or the share of a roof for her head,
This nobody's child, this precarious girl,
Who lives on the rim of the world.

She looks like a princess in somebody's rags,
She dreams of a world without danger,
Climbing a stair to a room of her own
With someone who isn't a stranger,
But now she eats what she can,
And accepts what there is for a man,
This nobody's child, this precarious girl,
Who lives on the rim of the world.