I am not a doll

"NO HELP ME! PLEASE MOM DON'T DO THIS! I SWEAR I WONT RUN AWAY AGAIN! JUST DON'T! DAD! STOP MOM PLEASE! IT HURTS!" I scream at the top of my lungs.

I am not a doll

My parents grin wickedly at me. They want me to be a freakshow. They warned me, but I wouldn't listen. They take a scalpel and cut into my skin, repeating this process so many times that I cant even feel the pain anymore.

I am not a doll…

Why doesn't anyone save me? I want to be helped and taken away. Either that or just simply shot in the head. Either will be fine. Its better then being here right now.

I am not…..a doll….

I didn't ask to be like this. I always dreamed of what a normal life would be like if I had normal parents. A house. A dog. A regualar school. All that seems like a dream to me.

I am…a doll.

But no. that wasn't good enough for my parents. They wanted to create a new kind of life. Artificial life. So they took there only daugher and made her into a doll. A human dolls.

Hair that's hip link and a soft shade of pink.

Lips that are red and plump.

Eyes the color of melted gold.

The perfect figure.

Everything about me is perfect. I am alive, yet my heart isn't beating.

I have a heart inside my chest, but it is no use to me.

Because I can not feel..

I am a doll. I am lifeless. I bend to my creators will.

I am a different type of plaything, but a plaything none the less.

I am a servent.

A maid.

A piece of junk that can be used until the creator is sick of it.

You can do anything you want to me.

Except fall in love with me.

I can do anything you want me to, but I can never love you in return.

The doll so pretty and merry

With lips the color of a cherry

Sat next to her master's body, cold and dead

From a bullet in his head.

You see this master didn't follow the rule

Your doll is only a reusable tool

What ever you do, don't fall in love

With this pretty, pink haired dove.

This girl isn't real

She has a heart of steel

So cry tears as you pick up your gun

In the afterlife, you'll have so much fun

Her heart is the one thing you cant attain

So cry, led tears fall like droplets of rain

I don't want to be a doll.

I just want to be free