Rag doll
Tattered and ragged
The doll no one wants
Sat on the shelf
All by myself
Production line reject
Too far from perfect
Too far from "Normal"
Abnormal! That's me.
Made with no rights
Torn tights
That bleed
Faulty legs
Stained red
They bled
This doll has real fears
Cries real tears
Ages each year
Gets hurt by peers
Has aims
Feels pain
Knows loneliness
And phoniness
Hates to be hurt
By the dirt of humanity
Sees tortured lives
Hurt wives
Those longing to die
Hears children’s cries
And why???
It's so wrong
But be strong
The weakest win through
That's me and you
Take me down from my shelf
And if nothing else
For my mental health
Hug me
Love me
Rejected so long
For doing no wrong
I need to belong
This rag doll needs relief
My belief will free me!
© REBEKAH SMITH November 2002.
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