Just Another Story

With glasses on her nose

And messy hair

There once lived a girl

And they called her ‘Crazy Curls’

Grandma told her to never think of studying the law

It’s a living made out of misdemeanor and fraud

But dad said “It’s alright, kid!

Granny said the same about doctors until uncle Harry went and became one

So, it just shows the general disregard for the law and western medicine”

Crazy Curls met her doctor’s daughter at the hospital next day

And she said that

The kids are all messed up

Because the teachers didn’t work hard enough

Crazy Curls would realize later

All it meant

Was that the grass

Is always greener

On the other plot

So, Crazy Curls

Wore her favorite green sweater

And visited the old lady next door

The nice old lady often gave her food

And told stories about the neighborhood

That day she told Crazy Curls 

About the pretty white house on the corner

She said that it was such a shame

A big wealthy house but they only had two little girls

And of course, the mother was to blame

 Because we don’t believe in science

Or anything that makes sense

Crazy Curls just felt her heart drop

Daddy had said she can get all that she dreams

Despite how it seems

And she wondered that night

If it ever got too much

If she was ever not enough

Would he fly her away?

To a better place

 

 

The next summer

They called her ‘Green Sweater Girl’

Because she wore her favorite sweater

Throughout the winter

But for someone named Green Sweater Girl

She wasn’t very bitter

She didn’t have a plan for becoming rich

And she failed a test at school

So, she felt like a loser

The lady next door stayed in her bed now

They said she was nearing her end

And Crazy Curls really needed a friend

So, she just watched a girl play

On the other side of the tracks

The wrong side, the bad part of the vicinity, the side on the back

But daddy said she can get all that she dreams

Despite how it seemed

And she wondered now and then

If it ever got too much

If she was ever not enough

Would he fly her away?

To a better place

 

Summers came and went

The tenants upstairs didn’t pay their rent

Crazy Curls no longer lived in her bubble

They said she was going crazy, getting into trouble

All these evils they told her about

But she heard all these stories now

They weren’t devils of the past

Just because we had all these laws

She still had the same messy hair

She outgrew her favorite sweater

They still called her ‘green sweater girl’

Because that’s just how it works

And daddy said she can get all that she dreams

Despite how it seems

There was already too much to take

They said it would only get tough

And she could never be enough

She no longer dreamed of a better place

Dad made sure she had her safe space

But the world outside was just the same

Oh, it was such a shame