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