"What does it feel like?" He asks.
She sighs
His arm falls to his side.
"It's like being a porcelain doll,
Always watching the world from the outside
Not really living,
Just watching."
"Some days I get up
And get dressed
Just to sit on a shelf all day
and watch the world pass me by.
It's not fair, but it's all Ive ever known."
"My parents don't let me do anything,
I don't know how my dad did it...
He's dead now."
She sighs, blinking back the tears
that always lurk in the corners of her eyes.
YOU ARE READING
Jade
PoetryLuke sees the world. Jade sits on a shelf. Luke fell off that stage. Jade got a paper cut their paths crossed and merged into one. this is their love. But It takes two to burst a bubble.
