If I were a doll
You could toss me all about
Bend me and break me
And throw me out
If I were a doll
If I had a wind up key
You would choose to wind me up
And control all of me
If I were a doll
You could fill me with doubt
Chew me and swallow me
And spit me out
But I’m not a doll
And you’re not seeming to see
That I’m not made of plastic
And you need to let me breathe
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Poems
PoetryThis is a book of some poems I've written recently. Some are about me, some are about books, and some are about something else entirely. Either way, I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them.
