• The sun shines
    over a parasol
    a lonely lonely parasol
    but looking deeper you see a girl
    dressed in petticoats, and a bloody eye patch
    perfect Guru Lolita you think
    but the truth behind her sad looking dress
    is for years she has lied that she was happy
    and that she loved to study
    she never said a word about the bloody knuckles from the nun's
    or how in Japan studying came first
    nothing else followed
    she was not a free person
    hurt , lost, pain, rage
    are words that don't even begin
    to explain her grief
    her parents turned away when she sewed her first Lolita
    the world is ashamed of her to
    they have turned her away as well
    now she sits bye the shore
    the best in the world
    thinking about it
    as you sit and watch her
    and take pictures of her queer ways
    of death Lolita
    she has a pulse
    her heart still beats
    but most certainly she is dead
    no feeling
    no thoughts
    nothing is left
    but the fashion
    and the one dream she refused
    to give up
    ------------godiva11