A Doll

Ever seen the cracks in porcelain Noticed dry and bitten lips Bitter breeze on plastic skin Screws in my hips Why are there stitches in my joints Witness the false reality Strings drawn from limbs to points A doll of fealty Black blood drips from glass eyes Listless figure in chains Don't feel the goodbyes Life slowly drains Snowflakes and embers Where is my identity Bow to our masters Doll of fealty