Like a fragile porcelain doll
it is my soul that has been sold,
saying i am beautiful
when deep inside my tears
are burning like acid
thrown in my eyes.
my love for him is so strong
that it just can't go on
if only he felt the same pain as I
and could understand the reason
for all the tears I've cried.
I'm like a porcelain doll
left and abandoned on a shelf
whilst trying to survive my living hell.
my feelings are never really seen
my pain is never really noticed
my happiness has become a self righteous protest
lost in the valley
of no return,
my love for you has left me alone to simply burn.
alone in a world I don't understand,
alone on a shelf
with no comforting help.
if only you could see how you broke my heart
i told you i loved you and you just didn't care
you told me i was a beautiful girl
and could find so much more
not realizing you left me smashed
and lying in pieces on the floor.
