Dollface

It’s melted and molded itself to my skin
A neat little mask hiding all that's within
With a smile colored blood and a porcelain face
Like some odd sort of clown longing for an embrace

Pinned-up red curls soft on bare shoulder blades
Eyes turned seductive by a clever use of shades
Covering truths with a smokescreen and veil
The image presented is quite pretty and frail

All dolled up for your sweet satisfaction
I’ve turned myself into tonights main attraction
I parry your moves with giggles and sass
So you never stop to notice my eyes turned to glass

- Nahal