Plastic emotions
Wooden heart
Deserted vines
That pulse dust
Only when the world decides to change
A new hat
New glasses
Everything about you screams fake
Change your name
Get forgotten
Headless corpses
You just want to be real
Know why it is your tears
Evaporate before they show
You want to love her
The way she deserved
You see her cry
You want to reach for her
Hold her
Let her feel warmth
From your cold shell
She is your heaven
Yet you fall short
From ever tasting
What reality is
Trapped in a world you hate
Rejected by fate
Discarded when she grows up
You’re Pinocchio without a wish
To come true