Saudade

Stares

Hey pretty little picture why do you look so glum?
Does being hoisted up in your frame
Make you feel too contained?
Aren't you happy that you tell a story
A million ones, from what I've heard?
Aren't you happy by all that fame?

Don't you want to tell the story of how you came to be?
Do you remember all the pain
That welled in your artist's eyes?
Are you a living remnant of a fragment of his tender mind?

Is that why you stare at me so vacantly?

Are you bored of being here since forever?
Tired of the mass of people who gawk at you,
Just to leave you staring at the wall at the end of the day?
Aren't you proud of how perfectly your colors blended?
Have you lost all your emotion?

Did you ever have any?