Barbies. Perfect. Untainted.
In a world where so many things such as pain, greed, lust and hatred all run rampant, it's always unsettling to see that perfection. That one thing you know is better then you. The horrible thing about said feelings? You crave that forbidden perfection because you yourself are a wreck.
What you don't realize is that barbie staring back into your eyes is a simple piece of glass separation. That's right. Your very own reflection. What? You don't believe me? Look closer. Those perfect eyes, unfeeling as when those tears streak your cheeks. That soft, perfect skin reflecting the damage you wish you hadn't accumulated.
Oh, the broken reality behind perfection..
But you hate yourself because that perfection is only skin deep, don't you? You wish you could cause yourself pain just to feel. Slit your wrists to break the numbness. Bite your lips to understand the silence.
Oh, blissful ignorance. Now sit, my pet. Watch your reflection.
Did it change? What used to be something you hated has become something rebellious that you can't help but be drawn too..
Oh, poor dear.. Do you even know who you are anymore? Of course not, my child. Just take my hand and we'll find out together. I'll walk slowly and explain everything I know so one day you might understand.. What's that? You say you remember your name? ..Oh, I see. You don't want imperfect ears to hear the name of someone so perfect...
Right you are then.
Just stand here, in line with all the others. I want you to see just how you're changing. Right in front of this full length mirror, here. That's it. Eyes forward, chin high, hands to the side and feet shoulder width apart. Absolutely flawless.
Barbie.
Faker.
You know how to change that reflection, darling, I'll even give you all you need. A razor to feel pain. A broken heart to feel compassion. A shoulder to cry on and as always, someone who isn't plastic beside you through all of your pain.
You may be a barbie, but even the fake need to know that someone's there.
That's why I'm here. Invisible because I am imperfect in your shadow. I am your shoulder. I am your arms. You are my sky. You are my independence. I just sit and wait for you to acknowledge my existence. To accept my undying love for you. I know you feel the same, but perfection has no room for the burden of an imperfection such as myself.
Barbie. Faithless. Fake. Perfect. Unfaithful. Ignorant. Beautiful. Sin.
