Suicidle Dolls




Blind like dolls and half as clear,
and moving as if to mock the real.

Silly dolls without a face,

Silly dolls without a soul,

Confess their contempt,
Their life without love,
The depths of their misery.

And so they say that all is pain,

And so they say that all is black,

And so they say that all is tears,

And so I say yah,

But it's kinda funny too.