Life’s a Doll 
I am a doll
Brought into this world, brand new
I have played my part
And I have shined in the spotlight.
But a doll like me
Is just a trend
I await my turn to be played
And I await the moment
I am given a purpose
For a doll like me
Has no purpose at all
And for me to have one
All I do is wait
I’ve been torn,
I’ve been shred,
I’ve been used,
And I’ve been thrown
But what I hate most
Is to be ignored of my existence
I fixed my smile
So that it lies with me always
For I have to smile
For others to notice
When all is said
And all is done
I pick up my pieces,
The pieces of myself
The ones that were damaged
I sew them up
I stitch it all up
So the next time they try,
They can’t tear me apart
I am made of pieces
The pieces that were taken from me
The pieces that I had to stitch back up
For I am a doll
That’s not one at all
For I am made of the pieces
The pieces,
That I kept to myself
I am a doll
A doll with stitches
One that glitches
One that stands with the fall.
