"morning is mocking me."

He chased me through the rain,
'Honey, I'm going your way.'
I don't think so.
You can chase me through the rain,
Scream my name, a childish game,
But I love to be young

i don't want to be fixed. i don't want to be told what's wrong with me. i want a hand to hold with no questions asked. i want to cry for hours. i want to stare into space with nothing but a placid feeling shooting back at me.

"i've plagued you're mind, you will never go back to being blind. step away from my light, i need shine."

I fell into the street
Poison in my veins
Clamber to my feet
And into the night again
Back to my home
Back to my owner
Who screams at my tardiness
Put his hands to the sky

And says
'What can I do, with a girl
If she refuses to be mine?'

In his bed I am queen
Unobtainable me
Human with feelings
The two are not me
The two will not be mine

Put his hand on my shirt
Hand on my face
Head to the wall
When you've broken your only doll

And what will you do
With a girl
If she refuses to be alive?

i am me. i am a doll. unwilling to be the doll that i am. reinforcing my porcelain. not a collectors item. just the doll that seems to find her way to the treasure chests. but when that doll dances, she is untouchable. untouchable reinforced porcelain doll. that's me.