ME (8-11-93 / illions)

Peice Of Plastic

suicide love lust death
complications im not barbie
you cant play with me like a toy
you have to hold me close
or ill fall down i cant hold myself up
im not barbie i cant smile everyday
you see my smile but its not mine its
barbies shes who i try to be everyday
i wish i could be what everyone wants
but im not im me i hide in my closet
i hope death takes me soon i
have scars for a reson i dont do it
like the other emo people im not
i need to attention just someone to
care but no one does i make myself
feel loved by hidding on the computer
i know people there care i cant controll
myself i cant controll my life i belong
where im goin and i deserve what im
getting

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Comments (1)

Its must be hard for girls when so many people want them to conform and look like barbie dolls! Good write!