I have to leave this palace
With its unforgiving gaze
The jealousy's meticulous
The green eyed envy of its face
This heart shall have some peace then
For it comes away to thee
And it shall write for pangs of love
And the art of liberty
This world has asked the ransom
For some forgotten child
That learned to fear her own ambition
That never wept nor ever smiled
But the quality of beauty
Is hidden from itself
Her mirror cracked from side to side
What cause had I for vanity
For I knew that dark was right
But this mind shall have some comfort then
For it comes away to thee
And it shall love for reason's sake
Her own deformity