Manequin Memories [mannequin Series 2]

Frozen is her heart, plastic is her skin, blind are her eyes, forever mannequin. I once lived a fairytale of castles and blue skies everything was perfect. Yet, perfection's destiny is to die. I only wish to dream and never have to wake to never again feel; become plastic or fake. I didn't want to breathe forgot love and forever for they were only words, that murdered me put together. Death was my prayer and I wonder if God heard that heartbroken plea of such a sad little girl. I'd gladly be a puppet and live as another said follow that string's pull neither be alive nor dead I would love to be plastic to never have to feel, love or sorrow, man's Achilles heel. So it was everyday some piece of me went plastic, to others I seemed alive somehow something realistic. I became what I’d wanted, plastic became my skin frozen was my life; I am a Mannequin.