Please Turn Away

Once I was beautiful, young with voluptuous curves, long golden hair, pretty as a picture.
But I became conceited and arrogant
The God of the Mermaids picked me out and encased me so.
I was being punished and
my beauty was taken from me.
I became an old crone of the sea.
All creatures looked the other way.
I was ugly
I was hideous,
I wanted to hide.
I wanted to shut myself away from view,
I was an insult to all that mermaids stood for.
I was a disgrace.
I was captured and made an example of.
Never could I hide.
Never could I hide the shame.
Never could I hide my ugliness.
Please don't look at me.
Please turn away.