Don't look at me like a perfect portrait
When my smile was sewn on
And my flaws edited out
As the lights covered my insecurities
And the flashes buried
The shadows of my demons
Within the vignettes of my life
Which were hidden in the depths of time
For no one else to ever see...
Don't touch me like I'm a masterpiece
When you weren't there to sketch my rough edges.
You weren't there to see my colors
Bleed through my paper thin masks
Spilling black, blue, and red
Onto the tile floor forever as cold as my heart...
Don't hold me like I'll shatter
When you weren't there to see me in pieces
Because darling you can't break something
That's already broke...