Making Glass

A lifetime of dysfunction
It’s the price you pay
Living up to magazines
A fantasy behind a screen
Picture perfect flawless image
All you want to be
Shove your fingers down your throat
To be more like the dream
All you are
Construct of society
All you’re not
Don’t let them down
All you are
Sell your soul for the ideal
All you’re not
Leaves you hollow inside
Pay the price for your life
The blame is not on you
Brainwashed from infancy
To know what you’re supposed to be
Imaginary eyes on you
Speaking to an empty room
All the fiction that you write in your head is never to be read
Flames dance to create a work of art
Beautiful, but nothing lies below
Fragile surface shows the cracks
Shattered glass, can’t put the pieces back
Imaginary eyes on you
Speaking to an empty room
All the fiction that you write in your head is never to be read
Flames dance to create a work of art
Beautiful, but nothing lies below
Fragile surface shows the cracks
Shattered glass, can’t put the pieces back
Flames dance to create a work of art
Beautiful, but nothing lies below
Fragile surface shows the cracks
Shattered glass, can’t put the pieces back