Admire her From behind the glass Look on closely She's holding her mask
Don't step to close You mustn't touch the exhibit She may break into pieces As she is fragile and timid
Look upon her With starry filled eyes That innocent and purity Its that trust which causes her cries
See the elegantly placed roses Vines that surround her skin Peer a little bit closer The thorns are piercing in
She smiles so beautifully Its gentle and bright Its a wonder why her eyes Hold such little light
Take a step back You're in far too close You're scaring her away And there she goes
Back into her shell Made of mirrored crystal glass Look upon the surface and see Your true self reflected Try not to be brass
You will only see yourself The longer you stare And soon you'll believe That's the only thing there
Hidden away Behind the illusions of the mind Its tucked away safely Within her own elaborate design
Her own personal prison Eternally trapped Within an art gallery of foes What secrets are hidden underneath that mask? Unfortunately not even the artist seems to knows