A Toy's Struggle
I see you tangled on your bed
Murmuring and chanting and tugging your hair
It would be so simple
Why don’t you come play with me?
Can you not remember?
Our stupid fun together
You always smiled at me
In return, I smiled for you
But all you do is stare now
It would be so simple
Just come play with me
Please, oh please
I hear those voices in my ear
As you just slam your colossal red door
And I peer over your tennis shoe
You're making me beg
Please come play with me
They’re at it again and your hair is mounds
They argue and trample through the night
Panicked, you trace the room
Your clumsy foot smashing my face
Just come play with me
I can hear them shouting now
And you do just the same
Silent but for in your head
Come play with me
I am disgusted by you
And forgotten by you
I want to make you still
Your strands are all over me
God, oh God, why didn't you come play with me?
Then, oh yes, I hear your socks tug and scrap
There yells have made you bald
And I see you think
A tiny thought
A mistake
Your crouching in front of me
Ugly grin fake on your face
I’ll show you kindly, like you showed me
Why you shouldn't have come play with me
Copyright © Brandi Frey | Year Posted 2014
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