Sea of Porcelain, opaque glass, perfection, flawless, you might have gasped
To touch the smoothness of my façade, a life that is perfect before man and God.
You cannot see the cracks inside, near the surface they creep and hide
But break through they cannot yet, force of will does keep them set.
If you saw the cracks would your reaction be? Hatred, disgust, deserving pity.
You cannot see them. I won't survive, the light of scrutiny on my inside
Please be content with my beautiful skin. A sham like me can't let you in.
To touch the smoothness of my façade, a life that is perfect before man and God.
You cannot see the cracks inside, near the surface they creep and hide
But break through they cannot yet, force of will does keep them set.
If you saw the cracks would your reaction be? Hatred, disgust, deserving pity.
You cannot see them. I won't survive, the light of scrutiny on my inside
Please be content with my beautiful skin. A sham like me can't let you in.
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