Song of the Dolls

Seeing from someone elses' eyes
Seeing but not knowing
Knowing but not believing
All emotions showing

No thoughts of my own
Or any memories at all
Knocked over only so much
To get up only to again fall

I've been past so much
Yet have gone so little
Always waiting to be unsolved
A humans' life is a riddle

Never to hold a pen or pencil
Never to write anything down
To most just another toy
Always to smile and never to frown

To do as expected
To follow every demand made
To never turn my back
Or leave any dept unpaid

For to never hear life's sweet sound
Is all but torture to me
So I hope and I pray, I wish and I dream
But, alas, so it must always be

Sitting so high on a shelf, or
On the floor under the bed
About the torture that is my life
I shall never know what is said

Yet to think of all the mischief
That can be made by a girl or boy
There will always be the thought
'Whats wrong with being a toy?'

We can never be heartbroken
Or feel any pain
We can forget about anything
Because we have nothing to gain