maria sudibyo

(280883 / parist van java)

Charisma Doll


Artificial charisma
Glass eyeballs with no reflection of living
'She' is like a doll
Charisma the soul of the doll
Enchanted many people in second
The powerful persona, that's charisma
Children are not parents' doll
They just want to be loved as they are
Human without personality
Without confidence
Adore someone!
Everybody must have adoration to their selves
Look at me, everybody!
In whatever appearance I have
No one in this world such as me
My voice, face, hands, feet, heart
No one owes it but me

Submitted: Thursday, May 29, 2008
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