Dolls

hello is it me you war for or is it this doll I'm behind this veil never been so frail but the dolls are all you can see the versions of me hello is this me you stab at or is it these dolls I not them anymore why can't you see the brightness in me I'm crying because I see your dolls too I can't sing my world is sore I stopped showing you I'm not them anymore the sunlight dust glitters on to remind me of you shadows dance in my heart and I am starving for all of you the dolls are all my worst and more please come back to me