porcelain

An optomist on a glass slate
Everywhere, everyone, watching
Cracking the lines between me and my falls
Forced to be someone I never was

And with this moment, a ripple in time
Dark grey clouds cut through my scenery's sky
I feel a halt in this one perspective
Hatching away my own throat

My heart is made of porcelain
My skin is firm and thin
I'm what you need and try to be
It's hurting me, It's haunting me

Cornered through mosaic windows
Latches on both exits
There's no way to get out of this place
Ruminant on both ends of the past

And with this moment, It's a curse is on me
Dark grey clouds over bombs and trees
I felt a stall from the way I glance
Over and over, go on with one dance

My heart is made of porcelain
My skin is firm and thin
I'm what you need and try to be
It's hurting me, It's haunting me

My mind is made up of glass plates
I'm rooted by the bounds of the places I would break
Absolute, It's what I'm trying to be
It's everything, everywhere, all over me



Credits
Writer(s): Brody Bradberry
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