Tick Tock
All tick no tock just like a broken clock
Instead I’m a broken doll
If the inside was out then you could see
What it feels like…feels like to be
Just like a broken doll
Neck and arms ben at an awkward angle
Heart hanging from a thin thread so that it dangles
Just like a broken doll
A long crack up my back held together with tape
A mind so twisted and filled with hate
More than a broken doll
No crazy glue to fix it, what can make it better
I try not to cry as the tape just gets wetter
What can fix a broken doll?
Copyright © Kinginga Rubio | Year Posted 2019
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