Cardboard Painted Pretty

This is what happens when you listen to too much Dashboard Confessional.

It looks like something's there
a nice landscape maybe, with flowers
But you and I, we know the difference
between a happy moment
and an empty box
at least that's what I tell myself

Cause it's just cardboard painted pretty
with green hills and warm summer shine
past the facade, it's all ugly and brown
and I can't live here anymore
on the outside, I'm staring in vain

What did it take to make it?
Forced smiles and we're sleeping on our sides
the couch we're the tv does all the talking
So with practiced hands we painted quickly
carefull not to get warm colors on our hands
or in our eyes, or in our hearts

Cause it's just cardboard painted pretty
with blue skies and holding hand
past charade, it's stiff and folding
you can't live outside a picture
when it rains, and the colors run
Why don't we step inside?
We need to just step inside
We need to fill this empty box.

Reviews

[Y.F.]

I liked what you did here, and I've even learned something - I didn't know you could use 'pretty' as a noun.
Now that I've uncovered my stupidity, let the reviewing begin:
A great subject - you've managed to make a powerful statement about life in the digital age, and I completely agree - it all seems so fake.
Superb imagery - well, the name pretty much says it all, but I also liked how you've described the couple sleeping on the coach (though you've never said it's a couple, but I'm taking my chances with this assumption :)).
And very well though flow to back these two up.

Noticed a little grammar mistake - 3/3, I think you've meant 'where' instead of we're.
Well worth the library add.

[trinityluv122]

beautiful full of emotion and very metaphoric

I like this. I like the image you painted (sorry couldn't think of a better word) with this piece. The flow is excellent. I liked the last stanza! It truly is a well written poem!