Mermaid

Crazy,
crazy red hair.
You told me.
How could you do that to your head?

I wanted to sing
for you.
I answered.

You looked me in the eyes
and saw the blue.
The deep blue ocean for a second.

I wanted to sing for you, dear!
I wanted to be your mermaid!

But my voice was taken.
And the worst is:
she didn’t steal it from me.
I gave it to her.

I’m laying on the sand next to my prince.
But I can’t sing to him.
My voice is gone.

The only thing that I could do
to be your mermaid
was dyeing this crazy,
crazy red hair.