Token Girl

shiny hard plastic heart i become a work of art i captivated a lonely assemble and when they leave only i remember. vintage bows and victorian dresses i am the one who always impresses they need a doll that they can keep so they can blossom after they weep. legs of power hands of warmth i mimicked it all for all its worth i sing their songs and their lullabies when they get bored and leave me behind. porcelain glass and soulless eyes i am the one they soon despise after i make larvae into butterflies they saw i was just a human in disguise.