The girl with the Porcelain Name and the Boy with the cardboard face

(Made by my friend J) 

I am a girl with a porcelain name who fell in love with a boy who had a cardboard face He’s easy to talk to he’s hard to explain they made me a monster of porcelain glass using me and breaking me at every chance they got and that is why I fell in love with the boy who had a cardboard face he had a hat with black sunglasses and paper smile.

 

What can I do I’m falling for him because I met this boy with the cardboard face

But I can’t fall for him when I know that I will only ever get hurt

I am a girl with a porcelain name I am a girl that’s mask has cracked all because I met a kid with a cardboard face.

 

I am friends with a girl who steals everyone that I have ever loved and I trusted her with a secret I am girl with a porcelain name friends with a girl who caused some of  those cracks in my mask

 

I trusted her with a secret and she betrayed me, Stabbed me in the back, and that blood is turning black with anger and revenge..  

 

I’m standing on the edge and I am screaming his name like a fool at the top of my lungs but all I hear as an Echo,.

An echo of his and a reminder that he’ll never be mine..

Cause his voice is the Echo I’ll never forget

Cause his shadow is the only thing I see

 

I am a girl with a porcelain face, I’m easy to break and easy to fall like the fool I’ve become

Because of the Kid with the Cardboard face and he drew what he had with his black sunglasses on to cover the tear stains that are present on his face.

 

I met a boy with cardboard face and he met a girl with Porcelain name

We’re friends with a crack in our masks

We’re from two different world’s and I’m Falling for him

The boy with the cardboard face..

I am a girl with a porcelain name who went to an artist to make myself look new

To cover all my scars with a Deadly Nightshade tattoo

 

Is anybody out there cause I don’t hear a sound

His shadows the only thing I see

But all that’s said and gone has past tonight

I just close my eyes as the sun is falling down

I don’t dare look out my window because everything’s on fire

The war outside head keeps raging on

 

I lock myself in my room with the radio turned on up so loud so that nobody hears me screaming

I am sick of everyone around with there big fake stupid smiles

I am pushed around by the people I thought I could trust

I’m a girl with a porcelain name fighting a war inside my head

Insomnia keeps wake at night making me think of past events I wish never happened

They call him the kid with the cardboard face and they call me the girl with the porcelain name

 

I went to an artist to make me look cool with a shotgun tattoo

Because I am the girl with the porcelain name who fell in love with  the boy with the cardboard face.

 

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Comments

daisys

Great imagery and word choice, I like how you created that theme of hiding pain through art!

Zukuuuuu

Thank you I did not write it My Friend J did!

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