Little porcelin mask
protecting your heart of glass
why do you show a perfect face
to those who don't care about your case?
You put your mask on
and try to have fun
but inside your heart is breaking
and it's from a device of your own making.
You give yourself a perfect face
and show it to the world, ensuring your place
but the people around you don't care at all
they're just trying to trip you up, make you fall.
Your fragile heart is shattered and bleading,
because you followed the wrong person leading.
Don't trust those who promise you they'll love you forever
unless you're trusting them to tear you apart and screw you over.














Comments
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"Hey Dan! Mom-"
"Hello?"
"Dan? I said Mom-"
"What?"
"Dan?"
"You're breaking up."
*Shouting* "Dan! Can you hear me now?"
"Hello?"
"Daniel! Mom said to-"
"This is my voicemail. Leave a message." *beep*
"...I hate you." *click*
Me vs my bro's voicemail.
This was originally supposed to be about how a girl uses make-up as armor.
It kinda changed in the writing.
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"Hey Dan! Mom-"
"Hello?"
"Dan? I said Mom-"
"What?"
"Dan?"
"You're breaking up."
*Shouting* "Dan! Can you hear me now?"
"Hello?"
"Daniel! Mom said to-"
"This is my voicemail. Leave a message." *beep*
"...I hate you." *click*
Me vs my bro's voicemail.
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