Literature
I am a doll.
I am a doll,
Dark brown eyes, and golden locks of hair
A white flower tucked behind my ear
And with a perfunctory smile painted on cracked lips
I am a doll,
The laces on my yellow dress are torn
Revealing tainted porcelain skin
Manipulated; held up by fine, fragile strings
I am a doll,
Kiss my cheek, slap the other side
No emotions, no dreams to tear apart
I can satisfy your malevolence
I am a doll,
Pick me up, tear me down
Stroke my hair, pull it out
Impertinence does not surprise anymore
I am a doll,
With no human mouth to scream
No real eyes to reveal brokenness
No flesh no reach for healing.