A Mannequin Adrift

Hey, what's a good kid like you doing in a place like this?

Surely you're sick of the sorry predicament you've landed yourself in?

You are determinedly ill but still you ought to have some idea

Why you're still hanging around

Come on, let us see you smile

Stop crying and let's see you smile

There

You're much prettier that way

It's so hard to function

I feel like my body has died with my soul trapped inside

This cold death rattle in my chest feels just like pennies in a tin can

Rhonda I wonder how long you will wait for me?

Or if you even thought to save the pieces of my shattered ego

These terrible chemical vapors are cutting up my lungs

Come on don't you remember me?

Or have you burned my effigy?

It floats around my memory like a mannequin adrift at sea

I think perhaps things might be better off this way