This is probably a real good place for me to post, right up my alley. Of course, some of this works a lot better in the songs my guitarist and I wrote them into. This one, for instance, pertinent, a little depressing, and introspective. Most fitting for my first full post, I suppose it could almost be misconstrued as an introduction.....
.......ahem.....


Hello, are you there, won't you let me in?
Please don't be afraid it's just me, a broken mannequin.
Seems like years since you've put me in,
Glass prison walls with the outside looking in.
....I can see the rain fall down, but I can't feel......
....And I can hear the wind blow 'round, but I can't feel...
....And I have seen my world walk by, but I can't feel,
....can't feel a thing.
Hello, do you care, this shape you've left me in?
Confused and lost, a broken mannequin,
Battered and bruised, tied and used, where do I begin?
How do I begin?
....I can see the rain fall down, but I can't feel...
....And I can hear the wind blow 'round, but I can't feel..
....And I can still taste you in my mind, but I can't feel
....can't feel a thing.

There's more to it, but in this context it wouldn't be relevent, just repetative. Thanks for reading it!

Very Intro-spective... from a manniquins point of view.
Thank you for sharing that.

Thanks for reading it.

Good job, kinda has a dresden dolls sound to it.

good one