Crashing into an inferno of emotion, swirling in confusion of thought and my
mind wanders aimlessly...

Like a doll my face is painted perfectly not one thing out of place
A plastic smile and eyes of glass
I see everyone, but not one person quite notices me

In a daze I see life pass me by sitting on my perfectly manicured shelf,
begging to feel something other than this eternal darkness within
under the beautifully polished porcelain lies an infestation, unaware is the
outside world of the infidelities within my warring mind
saturating my beliefs by lying them on a pedestal of shattered acceptance

I struggle to breathe, the porcelain cracks, the smile fades and truth
reveals itself, a dark shadow plauging and lurking beneath the scenes
stalking the inner most depths of my soul

stealing the fluorescent light, breaking my shelf and i fall fearing that
not only the smile, but the facade as well is starting to fade
 
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