"And She Felt Naked"

A long time ago...

She was always dancing.

And she looked pretty,

And she was good.

So she twirled...

And twirled...

In the mirror...

For herself.

And she always thought she seemed

Happy enough.

And in her tangled web,

She twirled...

And twirled...

And smirked...

While they plotted her death.

And as she grew,

She degenerated.

And she looked in the mirror,

And wrapped herself up,

And in light,

She felt naked.

And she looked behind,

And wished

She hadn't told,

That she could still

Pretend

She was happy enough.

And she twirled...

And twirled...

Into the darkness

For herself

And alone.