Now I say, now I do
But I don't know I use to be
My metal heart is free to jam
My plastic lungs drown in your tears
I wish I was everything
I'd like to be Marilyn
In a part of my heart
You still burn
Porcelain warriors
Boxers with sandy hands
Elephants and baby feet
Acrobats with broken legs
Angels with cardboard wings
Blind painters with memories
Inadequate and useless
We cannot