My doll.

Do you want to know

why my doll is placed in a cervical collar?

well, I was angry that day

so I threw the doll against the wall

I guess, she lost one eye

but not you could be as handsome as her

her beauty is true, no make-up

the scars on her wrists or

the bruises on her breast

they are proof of some thing

I was really angry...

Do you want to know

why am I still playing with dolls?

I wanna not lose my innocence

even if I'm not pure anymore

you know, the doll in my arms

it makes me more lovely

but.. I was angry that day

I threw the doll against the wall

I think, if she could cry..

her childish face in pieces

and the pieces of my heart

we are in pieces, nobody cares to know

we are in pieces, nobody cares to see..