Daddy wanted me pretty in bows and a party dress,a little girl who looks precious in sleep
Mommy wanted me kind and unopinionated,with a sunshine smile and compliance in my heart
They gave me locks and no keys,paper and no scissors
I went deep inside my mind
Daddy desire and mommy expectation
They in vision perfection,and I was not
I am complicated with a vicious tongue.
My truth is their lies that they told themselves, of which they ate at their hearts,and hats.
Daddy was pleased and mommy was happy
I ripped them until I MADE CONFETTI for my parade
Dancing while my paper dolls screamed in the mist of the imagination of a childs minds
Daddy punished me until he was satisfied:mommy dismissed me for who I am
She went deep inside her own jack in the box,daddy stepped inside the closet and I shut the door
Paper arms and paper legs lay everywhere, on the day of the paper doll massacre.
CAK 10/2007
