mould me like pottery

shape me like clay

i am yours if you ask

i promise i’ll stay

hold me and cradle me

one day i’ll break

i am pliant and perfect

please ask me to change

please ask me to change

i’m just a paper doll tied to a string

i have no identity,

no path to pave

i’m just so tired of wearing these masks

i’ll put one foot forwards

but you’ll push me back

but you’ll push me back

chip away bits of me

tell me it's fine

replace them with plastic

hold me while i cry

cut me and fragment me

pluck out my eyes

ask me to draw

before the blood dries

before the blood dries

i’m just a paper doll tied to a string

i have no identity,

no path to pave

i’m just so tired of wearing these masks

i’ll put one foot forwards

but you’ll push me back

but you’ll push me back