No matter how much they pulled her hair No matter how hard they pressed her throat The curve of her lips never changed The smile was sewn to the doll's lips! But the doll was tired She no longer wanted to have that curve on her lips She was thinking of protesting One day when she was tortured She shouted, " that's enough. I'm in pain" The curve of her lips was broken With that broken curve The doll was no longer attractive to anyone No one came to her anymore No one asked her where she was in pain No one asked her why she wasn't smiling anymore She owed no explanation to anyone too The doll got rid of the artificial curve of her smile