Marketplace

I watch you glimmer under stage lights
Your expressions feeding fantasies
I'm wondering what it'd feel like
If you spared a glance to notice me
Well maybe in my next life
Your eyes could be trained on mine
I won't think about your smile
How much it makes me wanna die

But I sit here and wait patiently
For the day I'll be able to breathe
Without wondering if and how
I could get past your cloud
But for now

I wish there were a marketplace
To buy or borrow a new face
I'd pick out different colored eyes
Then maybe someone would realize

I'm standing right in front of them
I wouldn't have to break and bend
I'd smile just like you always
And put everyone in daze

I'd be the distraction
Attract attention, heaven sent
I'd beg for your reaction
That look you give makes me a wreck

I'm lost when you're in action
Like nails digging into my skin
Your gaze makes me feel so pathetic
Never knew my flesh was oh so thin

But I sit here and wait patiently
For the day I'll be able to breathe
Without wondering if and how
I could get past your cloud
But for now

Sweet angel, a goddess
Yet you're so fucking modest
I'm forever the artist
But never the muse