She's not a porcelain doll
Lashing out she's like a tightrope walk
Dear you've been sleeping
For way too long
A rose without thorns
Is incomplete after all
Now she's caught up in the middle fighting sleep
Fear meddles with all the plans
Made up in her head so sweet
She wants respect but wont give it to anyone
She wants love, but builds her walls
Chained to a disguise she follows the guide of her ego no, she's not
Dont bathe in the river
Dont bask in the waterfall
Dont drink from the spring
Or savor the trouble it brings
Now she knows no better
The earth cracks when she starts to bawl
She still licks her wounds from the drama of the fall
A seething victim to the disconnect
Ease her mind dissolve tehse sins
She says I'm the one she loves most
These words echo the sound of a ghost