The Doll

You treat me like a doll,
A little china thing,
And you're scared to put me down,
In case I end up shattering.

You treat me like a doll,
You put me on a shelf,
You dress me how you like,
So I cannot be myself.

You treat me like a doll,
Russian, more than one,
So many others in me,
Which do I become?

You treat me like a doll,
A Voodoo doll of me,
So you control my pain,
And you keep me as you please.