Title: Doll
Type: Poem
Author:
timmii_luvs It's stupid, it's idiotic
And I don't know why I put up with it
Because I'm tired and sick
Of everything you pick
I'm not a doll
I'm not for display
Heck the only time you seem to be watching
Is when others turn my way
This game is getting old
And I want to stop for sure
But my voice doesn't exists
Just a figment people say does
I'm sorry I just need to get this out
Maybe we can talk
Because its stupid and idiotic
That I'm treated as something I'm not
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Just a poem I wrote on the 7th because I was really upset with my parents. Cause I feel like I'm starting to just fade into the background and have no real say in things anymore. I might put up a post later on about this but my parents are the main reason I write lots of angst