There are some days When I felt like I had Lost myself There are some ways For me to recover But you don't give me the chance With you it's all the same You treat me like your toy You don't care about my Feelings and my pain Maybe it is better to be Made of porcelain At least a doll can't feel Unwanted and alone At least a doll can't feel Invisible and empty LIke I do So maybe it's better to be Made of porcelain
Written to a friend who aroused these feelings. It's not meant to insult her or anything, it's just that sometimes I'm very, very mad at her and frankly, I would hope she can see why.
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awwwwww :o this was so potent of feelngs that you feel sad for who ever goes trough this gah its such a sad feeling :( yet described and written so beautifully :)
I love it! Beautiful! Its very easy to relate to and I find this poem very enjoyable. You use of simply language is actually effective. Using such simply words to describe a complicated and horrible feeling.
WONDERFUL
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