I am my own dress up doll
Every day I wake her,
I push her out of bed,
I feed her breakfast,
I brush her hair,
I paint her face,
I dress her up for the world,
Then I let her lose,
She walks among them for the day,
She laugh's at there jokes,
She even tells her own,
She calls people her friends,
She hugs them good bye,
She promises to call,
Then she returns,
I talk to her,
I read to her,
I play her favorite CD's,
I listen to her,
She tells me about them,
She tells me the rumors,
The gossip,
The lies,
I listen to her,
I wash her hair,
I feed her dinner,
I put her to sleep,
Them I am me,
Because,
I am my own dress up doll.
I am my own dress up doll by angelical nightmare
Poetry » Life Rated: K+, English, Poetry, Words: 138, Published: 1/13/2004
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