Porceline Doll
v1
She sat there in the corner
watching them fight,
wanting everything to be alright.
She was always causing problems,
everything she did.
She was blamed by her mother
and said to be a bad kid.
v2
That girl then grew up
maybe too fast for her age.
Hid all her secrets,
invisible ink on every page.
She made a mask of lies,
the way she thought would please.
chorus
Now she looks at herself,
doesn’t know who she’s looking at.
All she sees is the doll that she has become.
And all her secrets are eating away of whats left of her soul.
She’s slowly breaking….
There’s a crack in this porceline doll.
v3.
When she tried to open up
she got shut down.
Ignored and forgotten
were her worries.
So she worries to herself,
because when she finally found love…
it’s not what she was told it would be like.
The stories lied, because she was denied.
chorus
Now she looks at herself,
doesn’t know who she’s looking at.
All she sees is the doll that she has become.
And all her secrets are eating away of whats left of her soul.
She’s slowly breaking….
There’s a crack in this porceline doll.
v4.
So the doll will go to sleep tonight.
Fix the crack in her face
and try to forget her haunting past.
She’ll hope that he loves her
That he’ll hold her again very soon,
and make her feel safe….
because
today she sat there in the corner.
watching them fight,
wanting everything to be alright…..
lvimalss said,
September 30, 2008 at 5:21 am
sigh!
janavt said,
October 1, 2008 at 1:47 am
Wow, great metaphor. I’ve felt like this numerous time. Kudos back!
ihumanoid said,
October 5, 2008 at 6:01 am
Nice