Porcelain

everything i love
was made of porcelain,
ready to break.
but the bright, staggering light,
it anxiously waits inside.
like nesting dolls, the secret hides.
and like every birth,
it was a necessary pain
i know, i know
it's all worth the wait, worth the weight.

Are you wasting away in your skin

Are you missing the love of your kin

Drifting and floating and fading away

You have it all, the poise and the strength that we can't fake

But don't you ever tire of walking that wire

To know that we'll move on as you break