Porcelain Crown

Built a castle out of paper stars,

Painted moonlight in a mason jar,

Everybody says I’m doing fine,

But they can’t read the cracks behind my eyes.

Sugar-coated secrets on a shelf,

Smiling while I’m talking to myself,

If perfection is a masquerade,

Why’s everybody scared to show their face?

I’m wearing a porcelain crown,

One little drop and it all falls down,

Dancing through a carnival haze,

Lost in a beautiful maze.

They cheer when I spin around,

But never hear the breaking sound,

I’m more than what they see somehow,

Underneath this porcelain crown.

Cherry-colored clouds above my head,

Whisper little stories in my bed,

Every mirror paints a different scene,

Telling me who I’m supposed to be.

Threading all my wishes through the dark,

Trying to protect a fragile heart,

Maybe being real is being brave,

Maybe I don’t have to play the game.

I’m wearing a porcelain crown,

One little drop and it all falls down,

Dancing through a carnival haze,

Lost in a beautiful maze.

They cheer when I spin around,

But never hear the breaking sound,

I’m more than what they see somehow,

Underneath this porcelain crown.

Let the glitter wash away tonight,

I don’t need a perfect disguise,

If the crown shatters on the floor,

I’ll be stronger than before.

No more porcelain crown,

I’m letting all the pieces fall down,

Stepping from the carnival haze,

Finding my own way through the maze,

They can finally see me now,

No need for a perfect vow,

I’m more than what they see somehow,

Without the porcelain crown.