Doll-like
Porcelain-like
Glass-like
Fragile
Agile
Being your doll
Is like dirt being swept along the hall
It's exhausting
Bones have turned into mere joints
As you control my movements
You blame it on me and point
Pull on the strings
Move my parts
Remember what the rings
Are made for;
Art
Bendable
Any position you'd like and you got it
You want me on the table?
You got it!
Want me on the shelf?
You got it!
Want me to pose like an elf?
You got it!
Want to place me on your lap?
You got it!
You want to abuse me?
Do it
Those pretty patterns won't show up on me
They won't harm me
“Sit there and look pretty” is something I couldn't do because of you
Requests out of your mouth, going in the kitchen and making a sandwich for you
I can't eat
I can't even talk
I can't control myself
I've set myself up for my own demise
You're my owner
Forever