Toys

Strings on your back
Like a doll with hooks
A puppet with ropes
Like a shirt buttoned up

Controlled with orders
Following without retaliating
Used and used over like a chair
Freedom never in sight

Believe in higher power
Praying for a savior
Releasing you from your torment
Agony your heart holds

Days passed
Weeks passed
Months passed
Years passed by

Where is your savior
Every night you pray with no hesitations
Didn't they say as long as you believe he will be by your side
"Oh hero where thou art you" you cried

Door opening again
The bright light that blinds your eyes
Picked up again
Strings playing as you entertain those brats

You just wanna take it off
Tear your heart out
Spear your head to a knife
Before it starts

Before the grubby little hands come
Before you get dragged around again
Close your eyes
As kids picked you up and tear each sewn torn over again

- I was writing this while waiting for the shop to close down at my uncle's coffee shop~ was just experimenting with it hahahaha and now edward says he might use this to write a song HAHAHAHAHA! my 1st song oooo lala! -