Let Go
Sitting in my room
It’s dark
The windows are drawn
The door closed
The house is empty
The neighbors away.
I am alone.
I am alone.
They never came back
They said, “Just for one day.”
And they left me.
And they left me.
A week it has been.
No one has come.
Because I am forgotten.
I am forgotten.
The days of old
Come back to haunt me.
Days of tears,
Days of pain.
But now I am free
Free from the pain
Free from my life.
Because they let go.
At first they had raged.
Frustrated with me.
What was wrong?
I was supposed to be perfect.
Then they had cried,
Bitter tears of pain.
Why did I do this?
Why must I hurt them so?
Then one day
I came to them and said
Let me go.
Let me go.
At first they ridiculed,
But slowly, so slowly,
They gave up.
They gave up.
And as day by day,
My life slipped away,
They left me.
They left me.
And now once again,
I sit in my room,
Devoid of all emotion.
Devoid of all emotion.
For I am a doll,
A poor forgotten doll,
Waiting for my master.
Waiting for my master.
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And sounds a bit like something I would write were I leaning towards song.
Perhaps I can try to find a melody that would fit this?