my copper hair cascades to the begining of my shoulders, like a waterfall, covering bright blue icicles eyes that melt into a stream. a part of me lives in a dual world inside my head, the coils that twist and turn in my head, that stick through my external life and keep all my friends and family twisting in my head, enough to keep their voices in my head. not being able to stop, the thought process, the other half of what defines my exsistance. but who needs a mind to exsist in today's america, when you have that image to walk on? broken baby doll legs, falling upside down and through the ceiling in another adventureland. glossy eyes, beaming up at the city's sky - an illuminating sun, caressing your skin with its warmth. the sun, touching that porcelain skin. the sun, only bronzing you to turn you into a daisy field child, testing how far it can drag you before you realize how far away you are from night's moonlight path and into the eternal ray - visible, sun, where there is no hiding flaws, only leaving yourself raw. but are they really seeing you, or just the physical you? the you in that raggy dress with stockings, or are they going to burn down that turbon on your head and pull out that coil in your head - stringing off your family and friends one by one, analyzing everything you've kept away from the morning, the kinds of things that the morning didn't want to believe you shared with night. with night, you could be loose, toy with that coil and kiss it but with the morning, it is all forced. they said it's for the best, but you know better. just fall back into your waterfall, a quicker pathway back to the night.

my full name is victoria lee innocenzi
& my birthday is in the winter, <3's cute gift bags
i smile when i can look around and appreciate.
appreciate you as a friend, to hold hands with.
appreciate you as a lover, to lock lips with.
and when i am in town, i like to act like i am
in the movies, my face telling a story to let people in.
i don't cry a lot but when i do, it's like a river.
i frown when i see the ugly in the world and am
upset with how you look for the flaws in me
upset with how you aren't by my side when i need you.
i have an open mind and theorize all of the time
i like lyrics that really make you think
and the summer warmth that caresses my porcelian doll skin.