she's leaving home

wednesday morning at five o'clock, as the day begins, silently closing her bedroom door, leaving the note that she hoped would say no more, she goes downstairs to the kitchen, clutching her handkerchief, quietly turning the back door key, stepping outside she is free, she, is leaving, home, she's leaving home after living alone for so many years, father snores as his wife gets into her dressing gown, picks up the letter that's lying there, standing alone at the top of the stairs, she breaks down and cries to her husband, daddy our baby's gone, why would she treat us so thoughtlessly, how could she do this to me, she, is leaving, home, she's leaving home after living alone for so many years, friday morning at nine o'clock she is far away, waiting to keep the appointment she made, meeting a man from the motor trade, she, is having, fun, something inside that was always denied for so many years, she's leaving home