Dolly . . .

There once was a doll
That took an awful fall
The smile on his face
Was cracked and out of place

Where once he stood tall
He is now shattered and all
Did see the ligaments and torn lace
The pieces missing from his deformed face

He just stares up at the sky
Always questioning the reasons why
Why he will never be whole once more
Why he will never be happy anymore

And now he just lays there, collecting dust
Never hoping, never to trust
Never to see the light of day
Never to leave, always to stay