White Lace

                                                                     You sit all alone,
   
                                                                          All alone,

                                                                 In a traditional house,
                                  
                                                                     Curtains of lace,

                                                                     You are broken,

                                                                       I am broken,
                              
                                                                    You sit confused,
              
                                                                in a chair of white plush,

                                                                       You wonder,

                                                                         I wonder,

                                                               We are one in the same,

                                                 Yet we know not of eachother's existence,

                                                                    Are you even real?

                                                                      Am I even real?