Needles prick my skin
Day after day
I sit here trying not to ruin
This beautiful art that fixes me up
But it hurts
Is this my punishment
For being so dispensable?
Stitch up the little doll
I beg of you
I'm not disposable
If I'm fixed enough
To appeal to you
Will you keep me here
Oh what would you do?
These stitches for the dispensable
Crawl out and in, they prick my skin
But I will become essential
The thread goes in and out
Day after day
Once I found out that
Im not enough to make things fun
But it hurts
Is this my punishment
For being so dispensable?
Stitch up the little doll
I beg of you
I'm not disposable
If I'm fixed enough
To appeal to you
Will you keep me here
Oh what would you do?
These stitches for the dispensable
Crawl out and in, they prick my skin
But I will become essential
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhh
Stitch up the little doll
I beg of you
I'm not disposable
If I'm fixed enough
To appeal to you
Will you keep me here
Oh what would you do?
These stitches for the dispensable
Crawl out and in, they prick my skin
But I will become essential
I will become essential
I will become essential
BINABASA MO ANG
Connecting Songs To The Heart
PoetryHi! It's MadelineHatter170, I needed to make a new account in order to get away from someone. I will now be posting my songs here again
