Careful constructions made of crystal and glass
Held up by hopes and prayers
Ready to topple over, ready to change
Morph into something new, something more saccharine
We are all barely held together here.
Wisps of fluffy white cotton falling within
The house is so empty its full of nothingness
You wake up and you’re ready to
Throw pink linen sheets back and have your brown coffee
With the shot of caramel
You’re ready to put everything in the correct order
To reflect that you have managed to overcome the chaos
That reigns outside the borders of your ever-shrinking kingdom
But lying went out of vogue ages ago dear
Smash your porcelain coffee cup on the ground
Let the shards crunch into your smoothened feet
Shots of caramel right into your mouth and
Take that sugar high and move to the outside
Cross the borders of who and what you are.