Poor, dainty Scarlett,
Dressed in aquamarine,
Never got noticed,
And never got seen.
Poor, dainty Scarlett,
Eyes brimmed with tears,
For she could not be,
Better than her peers.
Poor, dainty Scarlett,
Pathetic and unseen,
Despised their endless ignorance,
More than she had been.
Poor, dainty Scarlett,
No one knows her name,
Poor, dainty Scarlett,
Her life remained the same.
It doesn't refer to any Scarlett. Just the use of said name. I guess it's for you to decide.
who is this Scarlett you are referring to? I'm not so sure I like the use of the name, because it contradicts the Scarlett O'Hara idea. but nice attempt in capturing the loneliness and I can feel her need to be noticed.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
just asking, that's all.