Lolita-MusicBox

Honest, I need someone to talk to But there is no one But my thoughts to keep me hostage. Cries in silence, Not to wake those around. Dry them quick child, In fear of being drowned. Think not of the doubts and fears , Think of your blanket, hes held you through the years. Keep you warm and rid you the chill. Yes, my blanket holds me, But because no one else will.