Cabbage Patch KidA Poem by Jane DoeEw
I'm so dirty and torn,
I'm bedraggled and forlorn, You make me feel like, I'm so dirty and torn. I'm just a cabbage patch kid, I'd say Barbie but they're beautiful, With pretty voices, and figures, Their admirers innumerable. A hole in my overalls, A hole in my heart, A hole in my soul, Did anyone even love me from the start? I wallow in my self pity, Or at least I wish, I run my mouth, But I can take everything I dish. But what did I do to deserve this, No love, no heart, no other, No nothing, I'm penniless, No wonder. My hair in elf locks, My face, we don't speak of it, My figure makes me wanna puke, I wish I could be another but only for a bit. Only long enough to realize, I hate myself, To take me life, Because I refuse anyone's help. I just want to know, Why is it I'm so messed up, It's cause I'm ugly, fat, stupid, Pathetic, desperate and disgusting, yep. © 2013 Jane DoeFeatured Review
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Added on December 25, 2013Last Updated on December 25, 2013 Tags: Cabbage Patch Kids, Disgusting, Revolting, Barbie, pretty, Fat, Ugly, Self Hate AuthorJane DoeFLAboutI miss the way words would flow out on to a page and express my deepest concerns so I have returned. more..Writing
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