Reprise

There once was a girl
Who wouldn’t let go
Even though
The rope burned her fingers.
It tugged and it jiggled,
Smacked and swayed,
But her hands held tight through it all.

There once was a girl
Who couldn’t say no
Even though
Her heart wasn’t in it.
They begged and pleaded,
Guilted and yelled,
And her mind stayed numb through it all.

There once was a girl
Who wrote of her life in disguise as anothers’
In promise,
In prose,
Though nobody knows,
She did it all – in spite –
Undercover.

M.