&& the camera goes flash
then you laugh
like it means nothing to you
but every time the camera's out
you can't h e l p but
Strike a pose.
.
Darling girl, that pout you wear
it is bound to make you famous
is that what you really want
or are you d y i n g for someone to notice?
Maybe you're just hurting
&& all this is pretend
or are you wanting him to realise
exactly what he's done
exactly what he's missing?
.
You hide your tears
behind f a k e eyelashes
&& darkened up eyes
stick a pout on your face
strike a pose
&& the camera goes flash.
.
Everything inside feels
like tiny broken pieces
you can no longer meet his gaze
without another c r a c k appearing
So you dye your hair
a thousand different shades
&& watch the way his eyes widen
when he catches a glimpse
of what you have b e c o m e
.
Even though you are broken
you feel so empowered
because all those other boys
well, they watch you
they want you
They're practically d r o o l i n g.
You use that pout
as if it were a shield
&& that pose you strike
so effortlessly
has become your sword.
.
Your room has become a studio
of thousands of photographs
you've become the model
of b r o k e n naivety.
You've tried to hide behind
the p o u t
the p o s e
the p o w e r
but the p a i n
It never goes away.
.
He watches you, baby girl
he sees every broken piece
&& you terrify him
with how f a k e you have become.
.
You're a Scene Queen, child
the best of them all
because you pout
&& you pose
&& you s h o w them a scene
from a fairytale
when you're lost in a nightmare.
.
You're so c a u g h t in the fantasy
that you don't see
the way he l o o k s at you
&& he's ready
to tear down your defences.
.
Let the dye run out your hair
throw those eyelashes in the bin
wipe away the dark make-up
remember how to s m i l e again
Get rid of that p o s e
his arms will be your shield
get rid of that p o u t
he'll protect you from anything.
.
Darling little girl,
shed your d i s g u i s e
take down your photographs
once upon a time you were a
Scene Queen
Now you're the light of his world.