Shes made of porcelain.

I can barely breathe, so, thank-you.
I'm here lost for words, lost in thought.
My tears for you dried up long ago.
So don't pity me I will get over you.

I change my self, inside and out...
I'm begging for you to pay attention,
Love me, love me, love me.
I could never keep up with the charade,
Could I my dear?

In a blink of an eye, you changed my thoughts,
From the only girl in the world,
to someone I despise.
I hate you, I hate you, I hate you.

I'm not pretty by any means.
Your feeble attempts to convince me otherwise,
died out long ago like your love for me.
My eyes don't sparkle quite like hers...

You sent me straight to hell.
I now obsess over how imperfect I am.
I am not good enough anymore
I never was, really... So thank-you.

She's got skin of porcelain,
rose petal colours grace her cheeks,
her cherry lips make her smile sweet.
She's quite perfect.

Her eyes scream help me, help me.
I really hope you do just that.
^{I have but one request for you, from me.
To love her more than you could ever love me...}



H.Writing.