Porcelain doll with eyes of gold,
Hair like silk, but heart so cold
You glance in the mirror and find
Only fault, those golden orbs so blind
To what you truly are,
Beauty shining, like that of a star
You pin back your locks, what a waste,
And mask your face with colorful paste
Make yourself just like the others
Now you don’t have to have all of the answers
Inch by careful inch you try to hide
All that you are, all that’s inside
Day and night you pray to be something new
A bird, a tree, a flower, anything, anything… anything but you
You sigh and pass your time wishing
Only notice the things that are missing
Never turning inward to see
That you have everything you need, to be
One day you will find
That that mirror can only bind
You, to the worst of what your mind’s eye sees
It will bring you to your knees
This realization so sudden and strong
Will tell you that you have always been wrong
Those jewels will shine back at you
And finally, finally, you will see something new |