Darkened hallway, dimly lit
Creaking door, silence split.
Muffled cries, childish pleas
Tear-stained hands, blackened knees.
This was home, now it’s not.
Where I broke, I forgot.
Like my naked dolls I lay;
Here becomes my soul’s display.
Daddy mock me,
Mommy frock me,
Parents play me well.
Those who dress me,
Those who bless me,
Break my naive spell.
My Barbie sits with hollow eyes
With empty chest and matted hair
She beg forgiveness from her lies
And wonders if I care.
The game abandoned long ago
I leave her on the floor,
I’ve learned the secrets big girls know
And I don’t care no more.
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