a.k. Cortez

Paper Crown

I paint my face, I play along,

A perfect smile, a perfect song.

Porcelain hands, hollow eyes,

No one sees through my disguise.

Spin me ‘round, I’ll dance, I’ll sway,

I’ll break apart some other day.

No one’s watching, no one cares,

Empty lungs and vacant stares.

I built this world, I’ll fall inside,

A paper crown, a place to hide.