PORCELAIN DOLLS

Teardrops on her window The gray sky mirrors her heart The world picnics in the sun While she is cast apart Exquisite, like a china doll Her features, painted on Never to be marred by human hands Only to be gazed upon She's never been held by loving arms Or given a tender kiss She stands cold, stiff, alone Never to experience such bliss For she is a beautiful china doll A trophy on the shelf A nameless porcelain beauty Without a sense of self Up on the highest mantle So the kids can't get too near For if she is squeezed too hard, She may break, we fear Admire her from afar Control the jealousy you feel For, although they are quite beautiful, Porcelain dolls aren’t allowed to be real. P...View all