*sigh*

A broken doll
 in a new playroom
is still a broken doll

I'm happier now
I'm safe now

Yet i still have these
waking nightmares
truths gone wrong

I've seen i know that nothing is sacroscant
no one is safe to trust
If mommy doesn't love you
and daddy isn't there
You find, the world is very cruel

nightmares aren't things in dreams
but reality, softened
I have never dreamed
never heard, never seen
anything more twisted than reality

where mothers let their children be raped
where a father sits on the sidelines

a horror movie?
oh no it's life in all it's glory
and the victim is some faceless child
for what adult doesn't tell the little one
"go and play mommy is busy"
what parent doesn't need some down time?

these oh so natrual reactions
they turn to things that ruin lives