Behold, a “Lady”

Behold, a Lady with milk-white pearls

Pencil straight posture and neat raven curls

Behold, a Lady with fair, silky skin

Who looks like no other and laughs at all of them

Behold, a Lady who came alone tonight

No man on her left, no man on her right

Behold, a Lady with devilish charm

And a quick wit that has the power to alarm

Behold, a Lady, one that nobody knows

She stays for hours and suddenly goes

Behold, a Lady, more like a coquette

She lures men in and forgets all the rest

Now, the Lady has gone to her quarters

Her dress has been shed and she looks a bit shorter

Behold, the Lady was really just a girl

Who borrowed a dress and stole her mother's pearls

Behold, a Lady that just wants to be loved

So she goes to the parties and she pushes and shoves

Behold, a Lady that gets through a crowd

With both high heels on and her head held up proud

Behold, a Lady whose growing too fast

One day she'll be gone and leave behind her past

Behold, a Lady who made a mistake

The men never know so her innocence they take

Behold, a child, life ripped from her grasp

The one time she wished she had taken off her mask