A doll
How long I have wanted to remain your perfect porcelain
How much I have hoped you’d bestow me into the world with honor
How could I be worthy otherwise
You had high hopes for me
But your expectations were higher
Unbearably high
How could you place so much weight
On a fragile doll like me
Then shout at me for breaking
Now I feel shame for these fractures
I’m left to deal with the sharp edges
The deep cracks
The missing pieces
A void you cannot
Nor would ever attempt to fill
But do not fret
For I am only a doll
Tie me a ribbon
Adjust my dress
Reposition me
Just right on your shelf
And here I will sit
Hoping I please your witnesses
They can see my luster fade
I’m afraid
One day I won’t have what you want
And one day I’ll be ready
To answer the call of the floor below
To leave behind the mission you’ve assigned
I’ll shatter your dreams of the doll
The girl I should have been
On that day when I go
The release will make me smile
Because I’ll have a chance to get to know
The one who’s been dead for a while
The Nightingale's Tale 