The girl in the mirror was drawing with marker on her eyelids.
I look at her and say
"You have pink on you."
She looks at me with nervous eyes and whispers through dark purple lips
"The world looks heavy on your shoulders like that."
She walks away from the mirror and I can see the green and ocean past the glass.
I walk towards the mirror hanging on a plain white wall. In the glass I see a small boy dressed in blue sitting on a box.
"Boy, oh, boy. What is wrong?"
He doesn't look up from the grass as the waves crawl around his feet.
I spin and start to walk away and everything turns black and white. Someone taps me on the shoulder and as I turn I taste sugar on my lips.
The blue boy stood in front of me with eyes of steel. Suddenly he's not small anymore. The details on his face are hidden but the glitter continues to shine. He lowers his hand traced with sugar and falls t
My Ballerina DancerYou are like my ballerina dancer. Singing everytime I open you up. I sit there, staring, listening to your sweet chimes playing, watching you spin around slowly, admiring the reflection you are faced.
You are the person I tell everything to. With my masacra lined face after hours in the rain. You listen and say nothing. I know you have understood. And you just keep on spinning.
You are the person I tell everything to. With a grin on my face. A crystal in my eye. I dance around the room, not so gracefully. You listen and say nothing. I know you have understood. And you just keep on spinning.
You are the person I tell everything to. With flushed cheeks. A fresh stain on my wrist. I scream every word. You listen and say nothing. I know you understood. And you just keep on spinning.
You are like my ballerina dancer. I have fallen for you. Your sweet pale face, I can stare for hours. Your voice like music. The way you look at problems, they will get over themselves, and the world will just
A new day passes but tomorrow never comes
"stay with me forever".
I look to the stars for an answer in an emptiness that never
ends. I stay just until my eyes can't comprehend just how
much I need this reality. Like a glass in a weak hand my heart
shatters with a whisper and a smile.
"I love you, you're beautiful"
How can you love a face that isn't real?
Time ticks past and minutes turn to seconds. We're all counting
down until the sun sets. I'm lying here waiting to check out of this
room that may never be clean. Like the cheap glitter that gives you
a quick thrill. It's never going to be real, and she's just living a lie.
Letting you in, and you're just making it bigger. You step on the
shards as we're ready to leave. The little lights have turned off and
the buzzing hurts my head. With a quick kiss and shaking of your
head you leave me to fall.
I sit back down and try pick up the pieces as you wave goodbye
with that shard still in your foo