Little girl, dressed in white
Sleeping in her room so tight
Unaware of what is wrong
As the world moves forward on
Until one day, a dorr gaped wide
Where walls before had stood with pride.
Fingers of light reached within,
A sun shining on with a bright yellow grin
Creeping forward, the girl peered out,
Stepping once on a brand new route
And as she stepped, she saw with gleeful mien
A field of color, bright yellow and green.
And as she traipsed under sky so blue,
She stained her skirt in places two
Streaks of green, like fingers long
Reaching out in envy strong
Why whould she have to leave this place?
'Twas hers to find, and hers to take
So as she stepped beyond that door
It closed her quiet place forevermore
She walked bravely on with feet turned west
A thought in her head that 'twas all for the best
And soon she reached a city, black
With smoke reaching high from the tall smokestack
Walking forward in a place far too mean
She met a man dressed all in green
His teeth baring out in a grin far too wide
He offered a job, then put her aside
So in the dark, she worked alone
For years and years, like a dark lonely stone
Each day she was treated like the trash underfoot
Her face and skirt smudged with the grainy, black soot.
'Til one day she heard a rap on the door
And another man stumbled in on the floor
He was dressed all in blue, with his face drawn up tight
And he said to her softly, "Well aren't you a sight."
He took her away, from the man with the store,
And he set her up nicely to labor no more
At first there were flowers, piled high in lap
But he later denied she walk out, in fear of a trap.
She pleaded and begged, to this man who she loved
"Please let me go out, to this world you speak of"
Let me find for myself, what all this is about
Let me out," she pleaded "Let me out."
He refused once again and took to the drink
In solitude and fear of what his lover thinks
So as the flowers shriveled, curled up on her knees
The girl cried alone, no longer at ease
She dare not ask again, for fear of his hand
Which once had caressed her, now there to command
And when it was done with the anger and drink
It returned to attempt to wipe off the red ink
No longer was the world a trap out the door
But a prison inside, with the house and its chores
So the girl, being brave, crept out in the night
To leave her poor lover, 'til he regained his true sight
She fled to the place where she started this life
The room with the walls painted nothing but white
Past the smokestack drowning in soot full of fear
Past the field where she had once pranced like a deer
Over bridges and roads, she ran through the night
'Til once more the room was again in her sight
She collapsed at the spot where the door
And she pounded the walls as hard as she could
Weeping softly she cried "Let me in, let me in!"
And she sank to the ground, wishing to be within
And as morning came, her last wish was granted
And the door disappeared, as if enchanted
She crawled on inside, and sat down on the floor
Bringing her knees to her chin, wishing for it to be as before
But the stains on her skirt stood out in contrasr
Resisting her wishes the memories held fast
Green fingers of envy that started this trip
Black smudges of ash that made fearful heads dip
Red splotches of anger, and yellow petals of love
Brown from the mud she had just rose out of
"And finally," she cried sinking down on the floor
"Blue, from the tears that are shed more and more."
And there she stayed as long as she may
Hoping and wishing to blend into the old way.