Doll
He called me his doll,
the porcelain doll,
he said I was beautiful.
He told me all the false lies.
Just to make me fall for him.
Correction, fall and break.
He would watch me break,
and smile as I slowly crack.
Open, my emotions flew out.
I was only the broken girl.
He once called me his doll.
But now, I'm just the broken one.
I was only just a doll.
He played with my heart too hard.
And it's all broken and cracked.
I was once his doll.