I'm no ordinary doll
at the very least, I knew that i cry
Two striking crimson trails of blood red tears trickled from those eyes
down and down those painted rose coloured cheeks

The rest, lifeless... Souless young dolls
stared back with those empty hollow eyes
had unknowingly reached for me feverishly
made a dash, a grab, a quick and hurried grab at my pumping heart

Fiendish, somewhat wild, it may seems
I struggled, drowned but fought desperately and relentlessly
"No one shall claim me, my soul or my heart"
that i've decided... long decided...

But then... I died
Laid still in the box, filled only with broken wooden limbs of dolls
The hands pushed but pulled me down and deeper
Drowned in the most innocent tears I've shed

Lost to the fight, to the struggle, through this wretched life
Given up and surrendered so ever willingly
Dust covered, filth filled and enveloped in the darkness
the little doll screamed for that long forgotten love for humans