of pain and dismay
just like a doll
im stuck on display
dress me up
and we can go play
ill do whatever it takes
to be off display
stuck in this life
with oh so much pain
stuck in my own hell
im suffering
a slit to each wrist
i dont clean my wound
too many more slits
i should be gone soon.
im sick of this life.
im sick of the pain.
tired of being your barbie.
thats stuck on display.
i do what you wish,
and wish that you may.
take me home.
since im on display.
i may not be perfect.
or the right type.
but i can be there for you.
when youre scared at night.
you can dress me up,
you can throw me away.
i really dont care.
so long as im off display.
i dont like the looks,
the stares
what they say
the stares may be blank
but i see through them
i cant get out
of this silly store
it may just be life
it may be more.
.<3