♥ little rag-doll
Monday, July 2, 2007
let me tell you a story of a little rag-doll,
who's lyfe was on strings,
and where a heart lays,
she had nuthing at all.
she had a mind to speak,
oh, what beautiful words she spoke,
of love and pain, happiness and hate,
she would bring the others to tears with the things she said.
the shock they would get though,
when she would tell them a heart, she has not.
she sits in the window,
of a corner shop lot,
reciting her poems,
from morning to night.
"starlight, starbright, i wish upon you tonyte."
she would wish every nyte for a heart of her own,
for her to feel happy, scared or alone.
oh, how lucky she is when 1 day she finds a heart,
a heart full of diffrent coloured threads,
lyke red for love,
and black for hate.
she rushed to the maid and asked her to sew it in,
and the moment the heart touched her,
she felt joy within.
now she hears sad songs that makes her wanna cry,
and the things she says just makes you wanna die.
now the little rag-doll dances on her stage in the starlight,
reciting her poems in delight,
this she shall do all her time,
until its time to say gudnite.