• The Price of Perfection

    I wish I was a doll
    Leaned against your wall,
    Because then you'd see me as perfect.
    I can do nothing wrong,
    Just sit here all day long,
    I exist for your enjoyment.
    My eyes are made of glass,
    My clothes are silk and satin.
    As days go by,
    I never age, I never die.
    And you'd love me
    For I am perfect.
    No blemishes, no scars, no hint of pain.
    I cannot feel,
    I cannot touch
    But that's okay
    Because you'd love me.
    You'd think of me.
    For that, there's not a thing I would not give
    But is that any way to live?