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~Joy

A churchbell ringing in the distance
Breaking the silence as a fragile mirror
She threw lucky-quarters in the fountain
Of which the movement rinckled my
Reflection upon the before so lifeless surface
She took my hand, lead me deep in the woods
There she chopped of my tongue, so I couldn't cry for help
Then she cut up my face and got rid of my skin
A sweet and tender kiss she pressed upon my rotten lips
She took my soul and she stuffed it in a new body
Erasing my past life, All that I ever was
Beter said, The little nothing that I used to be
She gave me eyes that light up in the night
Nails that shine and draw the stars in the sky
A skin, soft like satin and white was snow
My tears she curled and twirled
And turned them into the most beautiful ribbons
Never again will I be the girl with the greasy hair
I stood up from my wall, starting to bloom, starting to live
Thanks to her, that pretty girl
I looked at the one that made me grow out of my ugly shell
It was this enchanting creature, with magical green eyes
And a silver pointy hat on her mint-green hair
She wore a green skurt of leaves, with stars strewn upon it
Her smile was sweet and tender but more complicated than it seemed
Then I stood there paralyzed..
This beautiful girl, she was crying and crying
There was no way I could make her stop
I tried to pacify her, make her smile, I tried everything
But it didn't work..
Altogether I think the tears could have formed an ocean
Rivers were floating down her face, it just wouldn't stop
Then I wondered why this magical creature was crying so much
I looked at her, her face and cloths were soaked
Her make-up was everywhere except where it was supposed to be
And her hair was sticking to her face
I felt sorry for her, so sorry
Then a strange feeling crawled up my back, in my neck
I knew this girl, I've seen her before
The look as if all the misery on the world was on her shoulders
Those eyes that you can't read anything from but torture
Hands that are wounded and look old and dead
That greasy hair..
It was me, or her inside me, or me in her
It made me so confused my mind refused to think
She is my sin, she is my pain
I wish I could save her from being this way
I took her hand, lead her deeper into the forest
We went dancing under the stars, near the great old oak
There we sang unheard songs and at that moment we were so happy
Euphoria filling us, from our minds to the tip of our toes, we were so happy
It felt like a thousand butterflies flying through my veins
So if you cross that great old oak, lock your mouth and open your ears
You might hear an eternal voice, echoing our unheard songs
Forever and ever and ever and ever...