China doll, china doll sitting on the shelf
No other vent than to talk to herself
China doll, China doll covered in dust
Her own heart is the only thing she'll trust.
China doll, China doll cracks upon her skin
She's stuck in a cage and she can't win
China doll, China doll always being played
They don't understand the mess they've made
China doll, China doll filled with pain
Look at the red that drops from her vein
China doll, China doll hurts so much
Love and light have turned into a painful touch
China doll, China doll completely shattered
She only wished someone had thought she mattered.
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Poetry from the Mind of a Youth
PoetryA bunch of poetry written to vent situations going on in my life
