Toy

Nobody knows my pain

They think I'm happy

They think nothing can touch me

they're wrong

 

They think I'm full of joy

There is a key in my back

to be twisted, and move like a toy

 

Just a toy

a key in my back

sometimes it jams

refusing to act

 

Sometimes my heart breaks

I have to get a needle, and sow

painfully gathering the pieces

 

Just a toy

Faked toy

forced to be coy

so nobody knows

 

Pain and sadness

heavy in my chest

 

Pain stamped on me

it's like a family crest

my crest

 

I bury myself

in a nest

built of pain

 

My facade crumbling

my heart slain

bleeding, stained red

 

it won't come out

the stain

the crusted old blood

 

saddness covers me

like mud

 

As I wallow and trud

in my saddness

crying

nobody knows

 

I'm just a winding toy.