Enclosed in a circle,
Trying every which way to escape this dimension.
Looking like a fool, shaping myself down,
Demanding I change these looks, now.
Outside the square I'll seek,
Everlasting acceptance, love.
Chiselling the fine edges,
I'll make the cut; just watch me.
Clean and hygienic, gloves waked on,
Incision, ready to go again.
Pills running through me,
Pain just eases everything I felt.
Falling down in the sense of being,
Turning into a fake.
Barbie of this world, nothing is real,
Looking plastic, not me, who I am.
Face smiling, insides crying,
I don't want to be this way.
