Picture Perfect

From my past: behind the camera and out of perfection.

Golden seams, glowing smiles
Riches overflow
Seeping off the picture frame
Putting on a show

Sweeping stitches slither up
Returning as they froze
Vibrant colours dim and die
Paint upon a rose

Promises that never came
Emotions captured true
Moments we could never face
Hearts that only grew

Nothing pictures everything
Straying from the crowd
Behind the frame, there’s something more
A whisper screaming loud

But no one sees the looking glass
No one’s ever tried
And no one’s ever gonna find
The one that’s trapped inside

Settle down the weary flame
And stare upon the wall
Because when things are picture perfect
Someone took the fall