Yes I wrote this ! And it is one of my favorites that I ever wrote !
Porcelain on the Shelf
My heart is like the porcelain
thats sitting on the self
Everyone will look at it
but will rarely take it down
Once in a while it gets polished
and treated like brand new
But shortly after this
it gathers dust again
It has been broken many times
but glue mends the broken parts
But one day soon everyone will see
that the glue is getting weak
The edges are getting tattered
with little chips and scrapes
And there are lines running here and there
just wondering when they'll break
Everyone just ignores the old worn
porcelain on the shelf
Until the day the porcelain falls
and the peices can't be fixed
The glue that used to hold them
wasn't strong enough anymore
And now there is no more
porcelain on the shelf
