Like a Dollhouse

Glass Dreams

I can hear my heart break,

You know that I am fake.

I am emotionally gone 

Have been since I was born,

You can hear me scream

In your dreams.

I kick and thrash,

All you want is cash.

I beg and plead,

Yet you watch me bleed.

I can hear you roar, 

Begging for more,

You've had your fun,

Now look what you've done;

You've broken my mind 

How can you be so blind?

- A.R