I\'ve never noticed them before
Until they were brought up
These strings on my wrist
My ankles
My head
Maybe in my brain
And I move stiffly through this life
Always drawn to flames
Though they burn
And they melt me
\"I can just add more wax\"
I say, confident in this solution
Even when bits of me fall off
I\'m safe in the cold
In the dark
Alone
Without others around
But I\'m drawn to heat
And I never want to feel this
This broken and melted again but
I do so desire to feel that warmth again
I do so wish to have that melty feeling
I\'ve been watching through Windows
Mimicking behavior
Trying to find the right clothes
The right gestures
The right face to match
I find that every face I try
Seems to draw people in
I don\'t remember what mine looked like
I find people drawn to these thoughts
I\'m unsure if they\'re mine
Even though they come from these lips
On this current face I present
They say not to change
But then they melt parts off
And I have to apply new layers
They force changes they claim they don\'t want
And they leave me with new scars
But then some new people came around
Less plastic looking then the others
And I know this is bad
I\'ve been burned before
But I can\'t help being drawn to flames
And I\'ve always loved tragic endings
I cautiously approach this fire
Unaware how dire
And I reach for it slow
Only to be grabbed and not let go
I feel myself panic
I don\'t think I remember how to be organic
I\'ve been wax for so long
What if I do it wrong?
They keep a hold
As I kick and scream
This has to be a dream
But I\'m not sure if it\'s bad or good
I\'ve never once been real
But I\'ve never been this close before
So keep me in your grasp
Despite how I know I\'ll fight
It hurts for a moment
But hopefully I\'ll get through it
I feel layers and layers fall off
Run down the drain
You\'re melting me
How the hell are you doing that?!
What if what\'s underneath is ugly
Unrecognizable
I don\'t remember what it was
I\'ve always put on new faces
There are no traces
What if it\'s a monster underneath?
I beg and plead, but I don\'t know for what
Happy faces draw me close
Flames surround me
Strings suddenly fall and I freeze
What will I be without these strings
Guiding me
I jerk backward, not sure if I can mend this
Not sure if I want to
This dancing flame is different somehow
I\'ve spent so much time at windows watching
I\'m sure I know what not to do
But these people seem less plastic
The flame less manufactured
Again, I\'m pulled in
Melting away
Maybe I might like it?
Maybe I might stay
Maybe this more gentle flame
Has a better aim
I don\'t remember how to be real
But maybe they can show me
Maybe I can let them melt me
Just please...
Don\'t leave me back on that shelf
Where I always seem to end back up
I\'ve never been real once in my life
But I\'ve never been this close before
Maybe this might be a great adventure
Just please don\'t leave me in my puddle of wax