A little girl

No worries

Happiness in flurries

A purple anger

Cute and stubborn

Not a notion, of the danger

Palm tree’s sway from side to side

A silvery dream unicorn takes her on a moonlit ride

Oh, for the naïve dealings of a little girl

How fast she wishes to grow,

But there are so many things she does not know

Innocence so real

No deceit or angry voices in her head

She does not know that her future is bleak, an angry red

She cannot see it, feel it, taste it

She is a bright spot amidst the reek

For now she is safe

But soon, she will care so much that she will drown in the pain

Drown in the minds of so many other little girls

Her pretty pink toes, match her pretty pink bows

But soon, nothing will match

Nothing will make sense the way it used too

Nothing will be pink

A swarm of colors will smother her, knocking her unconscious

She dreams in pink, she drinks in pink,

Until it is time to wake up to the ugly blacks and browns and grays

To an endless life, a million days

Every day she climbs into a bed of blacks and dreams of pinks

Everything is so innocent, who wants to think?

An angry roar awakens her

A bright and evil red

Her mother and father

They argue about the blacks and grays, the browns, the endless days

This little girl, all grown up cannot hear the sounds

She must not stay!

She wants to flee the blacks and grays

The infinity of days

To hide away in the pinks to play

But alas, the thing she hurried to grow into must brave the grays

She must hide away the tears at bay

She must become an ice queen

To last the days

As summer descends her hide lies melting

She could not win, not against the grays!

She melts into a pink puddle

No longer the cute little girl

No longer the ice queen, she is the melting queen

Her eyes, once pink give way and become gray

She could not last through the endless days

Although she died in the monotony of black, it is pink her

soul portrays