Barbie Doll

You’re just like a Barbie doll,

with your blonde hair,

your nice clothes,

your nice car.

But just like Barbie,

you’re plastic,

you’re fake,

you’re just a phase.

Soon people will grow up,

and realize they don’t need you anymore.

So enjoy it now Barbie doll,

cause soon you’ll be boxed up,

and thrown in a pile of crap.

Unwanted,

ignored,

forgotten.

Like the people you treated,

before you ended up like this.



~*~ Jill ~*~

Author's Notes/Comments: 

I wrote this on 1-25-03. I hate people like this.

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Becca Taylor's picture

Great poem. I can't stand fake people.