you said "aim higher" so i aimed at the sun, then the burns on my hands got me called "the dumb one" you said "be perfect" so i chipped at my bones, now i'm hollowed-out clay, but you don't hear the cracks groan i'm a puppet with the strings glued to my wrists, and you wonder why i flinch every time you make a fist i'm not your masterpiece, i'm just a broken vase you glued together when the cracks showed i'm not your paragon, just a voice you trained to sing but never hit the right note so loud, so screwed, i'm screaming through the paint you slapped on to cover the rot you said "stand taller" so i stretched out my spine, then you weighed down my shoulders with expectation mines you said "be grateful" so i swallowed the guilt, now my throat's full of knots, and you call it "the tilt" i'm a puppet with the strings glued to my wrists, and you wonder why i flinch every time you make a fist i'm not your masterpiece, i'm just a broken vase you glued together when the cracks showed i'm not your paragon, just a voice you trained to sing but never hit the right note so loud, so screwed, i'm screaming through the paint you slapped on to cover the rot you wanted a statue cold marble, flawless, frozen but statues don't bleed when you chip away at them statues don't scream when you force them into your mold well, congratulations you got your masterpiece now watch it shatter i'm not your fucking masterpiece i'm not your fucking masterpiece i'm not your masterpiece, i'm just the wreckage you refuse to ever let go i'm not your paragon, just a ghost of what you wanted but never your own so loud, so screwed, i'm tearing through the frame you built to watch me rot i'm not your fucking masterpiece i'm not your fucking masterpiece
