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A doll just like me
Yes, I am broken
And yes I have died
But let me just tell you
How I tried to survive
My heart yearned to love,
but it was in pain
and as the pain swelled, it tried to heal
But when I healed, there came a scar
And I remembered a love, not very far
before my eye was not the memory
but the hurt that came after
the loss and the misery
thoughts of an unknown destiny
an undiscovered identity
I did not fall back, no
I stood there and spoke to my past
As if it were a thing
“Suddenly I see
What it was I wanted to be
It wasn't an athlete, a poet a lover
It wasn't a lawyer, a doctor a coroner
And it didn't come as an epiphany,
It wasn't really sudden at all
It started out slow, then it started to grow
But really in all honesty
It wasn't a big revelation at all
Just a calling I had that seems rather small”
And to the love I once had
I proclaimed
“I want to be like you
I want to be good
To never tell lies
To always be true
And never give up, even when the world dies
To face my own my fears
And shed my own tears
To be strong
To be fearless,
and relentless
once more
I want to be free
I want not to care, what the others think of me
To be happy with what I have
To admit that even though I may be broken,
I still work”
Again to the past
“These are my words and here I have spoken”
That was the fight, in which I had fought
But to cast me aside I should have thought
That stealing pieces of me would hold no gain
Ah, to be broken all over again
The both of us here
But I’m mostly whole
Just a few missing parts
Of my lingering soul
If you could be so kind
As to pick up my heart
Then I could be on my way,
Right back to the start
At my back is a dial
Twisted to stand straight and tall
But, it’s hard to move with missing pieces
So, maybe,
Maybe I’ll just stop trying after all
And yes I have died
But let me just tell you
How I tried to survive
My heart yearned to love,
but it was in pain
and as the pain swelled, it tried to heal
But when I healed, there came a scar
And I remembered a love, not very far
before my eye was not the memory
but the hurt that came after
the loss and the misery
thoughts of an unknown destiny
an undiscovered identity
I did not fall back, no
I stood there and spoke to my past
As if it were a thing
“Suddenly I see
What it was I wanted to be
It wasn't an athlete, a poet a lover
It wasn't a lawyer, a doctor a coroner
And it didn't come as an epiphany,
It wasn't really sudden at all
It started out slow, then it started to grow
But really in all honesty
It wasn't a big revelation at all
Just a calling I had that seems rather small”
And to the love I once had
I proclaimed
“I want to be like you
I want to be good
To never tell lies
To always be true
And never give up, even when the world dies
To face my own my fears
And shed my own tears
To be strong
To be fearless,
and relentless
once more
I want to be free
I want not to care, what the others think of me
To be happy with what I have
To admit that even though I may be broken,
I still work”
Again to the past
“These are my words and here I have spoken”
That was the fight, in which I had fought
But to cast me aside I should have thought
That stealing pieces of me would hold no gain
Ah, to be broken all over again
The both of us here
But I’m mostly whole
Just a few missing parts
Of my lingering soul
If you could be so kind
As to pick up my heart
Then I could be on my way,
Right back to the start
At my back is a dial
Twisted to stand straight and tall
But, it’s hard to move with missing pieces
So, maybe,
Maybe I’ll just stop trying after all
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