Porcelain Skin, Ceramic Hearts

Canvasing the world as we solder metal bandages to wooden wings We attempt to cover pain by silencing what our scars sing A noted tension with a vulnerable assist Showcases hope and a life we refuse to resist The porcelain skin that encompasses our ceramic hearts Shatters with words, fragile from the start We attempt to grow strong and bring misfortune to rest Never acknowledging our torment in life’s daunting test Powerful stances and barricaded walls Provide the illusion of safety from the inevitable fall We torture our minds with grace and self-worth A future and freedom promised at birth Together we provoke sanity and justifying results But solely we fail due to committmentless faults Pressure is applied for us all to do right Causing the misery to show only at night We lie restless, we toss, and we turn Contemplating all failures and lessons we learn Memories and dreams driven by desires and needs Pose as the trough through which our fiction feeds Obtaining the most out of life is what we all want Hoping when we die it’s not viewed as a meaningless stunt