The Secret Life of Dolls

January 15th, 2019

Let’s go back
To a story that never started
Where a porcelain toy
Wasn’t left broken hearted
Let’s go back
To memories that don’t exist
Because the bruises never formed
At the hands of angry fists
Let’s go back
To when you didn’t drink the bottle
It fell empty on its own
And you’re still a perfect role model
Let’s go back
To when you didn’t let me down
You must have told me you were moving
Before you left town
Let’s go back
To when our family was defined
And I will delete what never happened
From the archives of my mind

Mère

July 25th, 2017

What do you see
When you close your eyes
I can’t see behind
Your web of lies
What do you feel
When you look at me
You’re my mother
And all I feel is deceit
Why do you say
The things that you do
All you want is pity
But I don’t feel bad for you

Be A Doll

June 7th, 2017

I’m trapped in my mind
It’s not a great place
You might think I’m happy
Because I lie through my face
I can’t think clearly
I have a disease
I fake being happy
And do as you please
You did this to me
You made me this way
You might be my mother
But I’m not for display