Wanting to be loved,

Dreaming to be adored,

She goes on a journey,

In a different glory,

She breaks herself apart,

And holes herself with darts,

Destroying the creator's design,

And designating his resign,

She glues the pieces,

Remaking the niches,

She returns with a new self,

Giddy and drinking,

But her companions humbly denying,

Tell her return to her wretched shelf.

Any thoughts?