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Barbie

By Karyn Indursky

I remember when Barbie solved everything. 
I played with that plastic fickle blonde headed 
doll like there was no tomorrow because to me 
there was none. 
I had to be her to get away. 
I had to have that hourglass figure and hair. 
I had to be pretty, popular, loved, and care free. 
God knows I wasn't, but I tried to be. 
I took that doll and played for hours. 
I pretended I was her with her looks, 
her hair, her personality, and all. 
I pretended I was with her friends, 
and had her boyfriend. 
I pretended I was an adult with a high paying career. 
I pretended I was anywhere, but where I was. 
I pretended to be Barbie.