I wish,
I would have shown you the real me.
I always pretended like I was made of stone,
Like I was a mountain,
Sturdy and unbreakable.
And I didn't lie.
I am somewhat like that.
I can bear almost anything.
All the things they say to me,
All the things they did to me,
I have kept that all in
As I marched forward.
But I'm a china doll.
With you, I was a china doll.
And I wished you'd be the pillow,
Who would give me a soft spot to land,
Who'd make sure I don't break.
You were never there.
You were the cold stone floor,
The thing I was always scared of.
I fell,
And you shattered me.
Julie's Note:
I don't know what to do anymore.
YOU ARE READING
The Moon, Stars and Chinadolls
PoetrySometimes when I have feelings so strong that they are hard to control I write down my thoughts. I don't know if these are poems or songs or something in between but they belong to the similar class. There's also a note following each poem, more lik...
