Tears, they fall
Down from my eyes
The laughing is so loud

I try, I do,
To do as told.
But disappointment rings.

"What you ask
Impossible!"
And still I try these things

Master's eyes
On painted face
That looms so far above

"Do the dance
Do everything
And you will win my love"

Try to dance
I spin and twirl
But all to no avail

Strings are dropped
You walk away
And leave me to my hell

Dress is torn
I'm all alone
My make-up has all smeared

I look up
Look all around
It's everything I feared

Copyright ©2004: Megan E. Dickerson

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