Porcelin

How is it there?

In your amazment of life?

Ive fallen, and fallen hard.

I wish to feel this forever

Im back to full and alive

Will it stay?

Or will it leave as always...

 

Please dont break me

Finally someone that has the ability to...

what...

put me back together?

fix me?

Am I a mere Toy?

Am i something that can be broken again?

 

I am human after all...

But more like a Porcelin Doll...

Do not drop me for i shatter hard

My heart made of fragile.

Keep me safe

Keep me warm

And happy?

 

What is this "Happiness"?

Is it all just a lie for us to hide the hurt

Or is it something from the heavens...

Then agian...

The heavens are lies as well

So that is life

 

Everything is a lie

Even for us

For them

For the kids

For the elders...

Let us be free and happy while we can

Just remember...

Im porcelin

Author's Note

ignore grammer plz