Dollhouse

Pushing, pulling me down again. Pushing, pulling me down again. Its gettin gbad. I Can.t breathe. I won’t let them in .
Crushing, pushing me down again…crushing, pushing me down again. I need to get away.
Listen now to their hurting words they rip and they do tear. Push out all of my hidden things. Hold my hand and take me there. Sickened eyes seem to mesmerise. They melting as they glow. Mesmerize your alibis. They.re laughing in the snow.
People climbing up the walls….breaking all my wretched dolls. Fingernails, they scratch outside. In the attic is where i.ll hide.
i won.t let them in.