And then you
schooled me, schooled me well
On the way to be such a
princess,
No great amounts of
blue in my
eyes, nor my
blood…
O, he who
teaches me, why do you lie to yourself?
Books and books and
whatnot could not make me your
level,
And no amount of
debate could make us agree.
Why do you teach what you never learned?
For
political correctness,
scream!
Stroll, yes, stroll away with hands in
pockets, brooding,
Silence and then, “
Calm down!”
And
rivers around us, or is there no
reflection?
Sign your
name to me, then, for I am nothing but a
wall,
Graffiti along my
hands, in
haunting blues and
blacks,
poison me!
Cross it out, wash it off…I remain unpoisoned…
Calm down!
I look up and my
hair covers my eyes.
They make the world seem a
prison, these
honey strands,
For the sake of the
jailer, I keep looking up.
It’s all in
perspective! And where do you stand?
I will never stand beside you, I fear, and mostly because of the ocean, yes,
Blame it on the
sea, blame it on the sea.
One day the
phoenix and the
beautiful bird,
And the
robes reveal what we always hoped we knew…
And within a happy debate, I find my
Wonderland…I’m late.
For once, this very first wonder, this
discovery, this
bauble,
I calm down.
You can teach me, now.