Doll Parts.

by Isabelle   Apr 26, 2007


I am doll parts,
doll hair...
and doll eyes.

I am...
doll hands,
doll legs,
and I have a doll heart.

I agreed to live this way.

My heart is shaped out of plastic,
I don't know how to feel.

I have shaped myself in so many ways,
I don't know my true self,
the girl I really am.

I have tried for so many to be accepted.

I didn't notice,
that lots of people,
were thinking I was alright.

I kept on,
so I kept on,
striving for perfection,
and in turn it was making things worse.

I was gaining weight,
I was losing friends,
even though I was trying to keep them,
and then,
I was starving myself of what was right.

I am doll lips,
and doll feet...
can't you see,
I'm incomplete?!?

I was living in a dream,
a nightmare,
every day of my life.
I couldn't even count on myself anymore...

It was like black hole,
that never stopped.

I guess it was I dropped,
I dropped out of the hole,
and into hope.

I am NOT,
doll parts.

I REFUSE,
to live this way!

I am NOT plastic but,
hope,
fear,
love,
laughter,
feeling,
touch,
smell,
breath,
life....

Human.

I am not plastic anymore.
I am not doll parts all over the floor.
I am alive again...
And, I am ready to kick some pretty girl booty!

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  • 17 years ago

    by Elizabetta

    I had more to say:

    I have to admitt the title scared me a little at first, but it really did turn out to be good. Okay, Im done now.

    ~Lizzie~

  • 17 years ago

    by Elizabetta

    Interesting use of words, Isabelle. You really expressed your feelings in an unusual and unique way, great job!

    I have shaped myself in so many ways,
    I don't know my true self,
    the girl I really am.

    I really liked this line, and many others, but this one really stood out to me.
    This is a really good poem. 5/5

    ~Lizzie~