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by Laloser05 Aug 11, 2005 category : Sadness, depression / other
Sorry that i cant be your little doll, That you can shape and mold... That you can make into what you need, Because i am a human, and I bleed. You can't play god, and make your will, You can't create, but you can kill. You can't make the world a better place, You can't remove, and erase. The only thing you are to this earth, Is something to aid a new birth. One generation, the make the next, Life just comes down to sex. Sorry, i can't be what you need, Sorry i am alive, and bleed.. So don't try to change me, You get what you see. I am not a lump of clay, With which you can prod and play! I have needs, i have dreams, these make life much easier than it seems... A goal, something to aim at, Can you believe... i believe that? So don't try to script my life, Don't plan the pain, Don't plan the strife.. Let me make my life what i may, Let me plan and shape my days... Only i can do these deeds, Only i can meet my needs. I'm not your clay, I'm not your doll, I am a human, And i fall, I pick my self up, always, Ready and waiting for a brand new day!