The Biggest Lie

It's quite simple, actually

to wait each day for the one that changes it.

To live your life like a precious child's doll,

to be dressed and kept and sitting pretty.

It's very comforting, isn't it?

To know you're "not alone"

surrounded by ladies who are

to be dressed and kept and sitting pretty.

It's exceptional to live, really

to know your fate and smile.

To stay awake full of joy and pleasure,

to be dressed and kept and sitting pretty.

It's a blessing, is that so?

To lose your face among the waves

of lovely girls just like you, exuberant!

that all they have to do

is to be dressed and kept and sitting pretty.

It's slowly killing us, truthfully

to pretend we don't know know who we are.

To ask for your help and to "need you more."

To listen intently, speechless, being

naked and drawn and sitting pretty.