Alone I sit, nothing holds me and yet I am not free.
My black soulless eyes watch your play, I feel alone.
No joy or hate for me, only loneliness and sorrow.
Deep down I beg you, try to call,
You do not answer, only turn to me with a smile and soon forget.
I wish to cry out; the darkness within me kills me.
Non moving hands, blank staring eyes.
My face perfect, smooth and pure.
The outfit you have made for me,
Keeps me from the harsh cold and blazing warmth.
You called me your doll, but what am I now?
I will continue to sit here, waiting for your hands to grab me.
Waiting for the day you will pick me up again, not being afraid to drop me.
One day I shall crack and disappear, but I wish to remember your joy and mine.
I want this joy, but I remain here,
Forever in your bond, yet forever untouched by your love.