The Actress

Good Mister, forgive me

For I did not mean to love you

I am but a miller's daughter

Who dreamed to be free

But the how I never knew, 

Forgive my rude tone,

I was raised under a bridge

And then in jewels and stone

You dressed me, 

I became your own- A refuge 

Is what you gave me, here

In a new fancy dress, a title,

A crown that huge,

A voice so vital, 

Forgive me, I've come too near

I never meant to be theatrical

I never meant for red eyes

Or schemes and mapped out lies

I know, my love gets hysterical,

Dearest Mister, I will leave

If you desire me to leave,

I will die without even asking why,

But please don't look as I cry

And turn the other way,

I'm afraid then I'll be denied day

And All the blessings it brings

All your collars and diamond rings

You've already plucked my feathers

I stand here unveiled, unlaced

Knee deep in invisible tethers

Threatening to let me go disgraced

If you do not forgive me, Sir,

You've been kind enough to care

About my journey from under

The bridge and into the dark

I was meant for, storm of thunder

Aimed at my back to sculpt a mark

That will be impossible to get rid of

So, be burdened not by my 

mistakes and breaks and the cry

All I ask, is for a love

Forgiven.