I can’t wake them.
I can’t wake them because if I do
Then I’ll only be punished worse.
If I let them, anyone, see me like this,
Then I will lose any chance of hope
I might have had left.

I don’t want to lose them because,
Even if they are the ones hurting me,
I can’t make it on my own.
I don’t want to be alone.

These bruises and scars are nothing
Compared to what little of a heart
I started with. So I scream.
I scream inside my head letting all the
Pain and frustration and anger push at my skull.

And I want to break.
I want to just let it all go and loose my self,
But I can’t have what I want.
Cause if I do then what would I be after that?

Sshhhhhh,
Do you hear them?
I can’t wake them.
I can’t wake them because if I do
Then I’ll only be punished worse.
If I do, then they will leave me
And I can't live without the pain
It's the only thing that reminds me
I’m still alive

Ballerina Barbie
Twisted, bending back
Awkward posing
Woman-doll
You painted her in black
She used to float
A sun-stream ray
Stars lit up her eyes
You took advantage
Of her light
With prying nicks and barbs
Cuts and slaps
Tore at her heart
You slowly wore away
The shining brightness that she was
Bound her like a slave
Until she woke
One foggy night
Shaking like a leaf
Vulnerable, but strong inside
She knew she had to leave
She ran straight through the wispy fog
and turned the golden key
She turned and pushed and turned and pushed
The car would go nowhere
She looked into her rear view mirror
And saw you standing there
The metal cap held in your hands
A smirk upon your face
"You twisted, broken Barbie doll
Will never leave this place."