Mannequin.

i feel like i am one. no, i am one. i couldn't do much bout anything. i'm such a fool thinking that i could fix things. what ever i do can never be good enough. i wanted to help but all i did was hurting people. all i ever ask for is just some appreciation. yes i am hoping for something in return. but sincerely of course. and respect.

my mouth is dry with word i cant verbalize. 

we're at war. coz we are broken. what must we do to restore,

our innocence and the promises we adored.

give us life again cause we just wanna be whole.

no one is ever good enough for you.

if this is how you're treating your love ones, then i don't want to be one of them.

because i treat them with care. with love. and not with anger and ignorance.