Porcelain
A thousand pictures reflect in broken glass
Of all the mirrors she's loved
Caged in the darkness of her fallacies
She cut the lines to her heart
Change will never come for her
Lessons unlearned
There are no words that can break the silence
Of her denial
She's bleeding for vanity
Reaching out from her calloused knees
All her dreams die slowly now
Porcelain dolls play in the scaffold
Of a false deceptive life
Choking on their self indulgence
They are the living deceased
There are no words to break her silence
Her beauty is fixed within a plastic shell
Of decomposing make-up
A pale expression of a life that dies so slowly
Disenchanted hope comes crashing down
Consumed by demons fire
If she could only have opened up her eyes
She would have saved herself
Change escapes her final grasp
A lost chance to live
Suffocation through her own defiance left her for dead
She's bleeding for vanity
Reaching out from her calloused knees
Now awake she cries again
Hollowed by these fallacies of life
