I can’t take it and I can’t break it
I try to keep the little pieces together
But the china is crashing slowly
Inside of me it’s all porcelain
And with every crack it hurts more.
I can’t keep going and I can’t stand
I’m between movement and stillness
I’m going crazy in an invisible way.
No one sees. No one hears.
But I feel it deep inside me
Slipping from every crack of my china
I don’t know for how long I can’t break it
I don’t know for how long I can keep it