Your gaze fixed on something unknown to me
Is it the floor?
Or maybe the glass?
The mirror that shows you’re made of plas-
You listen to the clock
All day long you hear it mock
because it’s the closest thing
this world can bring
that could ever sing
like the beat of a heart
And you know that I could never love you
because your touch would be cold
You would not move unless told
You have no will and no feeling, there for you could never see the ceiling as it sits right above you. You cannot look up or look down. You’re stuck where you’re at leaving our future to be dim. You could never see within.
i cannot love you mannequin.