My Leech Lap

Friday, January 16, 2009


You were there in my lap
Just at a moment's touch
I didn't know what to do
Besides of wanting to do so much...

Do you know how it is
To be looking at a perfect doll
To want to hold her so bad
But you can't because of the wall?

That wall that's between you and her
It makes her beyond your reach
You want the doll, but perfectness
Can't be obtained by you, the leech.

You know that there's nothing else to do
So you just crawl back in your little
 hole
Staring blankly, crying, being empty
Knowing that you'll never get on the other side of the wall.