Broken Dolls

You're like a doll made of stone,
I cant scratch through your surface.
You're like a puppet,
You do what you're told,
You're like a mannequin,
Your expression is dull and useless.
I endure hours of pain,
constantly trying to fix a broken doll,
I can't cry to you the way I want,
You sit there and say no words.
I reach my arms out to you,
and constantly it backfires.
Time after time,
I walk away with splinters.
My heart bleeds more than
An emo child's wrist,
Because your careless attitude
is like a razorblade to my veins.
You're a broken doll,
and yet I still find a way to love you.
As much as it hurts me to say,
You have no motivation.
No reason to move,
Like robot legs without a motor.
I try so hard to let you know
That all I want is for you to love me
As much as I love you.
For you to hold me like I'm worth something.
For you to love me.
But, I guess there's a time where we all realize,
Things change.
Metal into rust,
Paint into dust,
And just like a lightbulb,
We all need a replacement.