paper dolls

she sits with her round lips in a smile
her hands crossed cupping her innocence
and her wide eyes inviting you to play
toss her in the air
ruffle hr frilly dress
watch as her hair bounces wildly
pretty little thing
too afraid to make a sound
everyone stares enthralled past her silence
she doesn't notice
thrilled to be with you
happy to be in your hands
each finger a friend she never had
smile on pretty little thing
in your spot of solice
meticulously put in your place
carried, here
carried there
finally filling a meaningful space
until he tires of you
your dress now frayed
tattered
worn from too much fun
your face beggining to tell your long years of silence
poor paper doll
you stare down at her pitiful face
she looks so forlorn
haphazardly forgotten
the closet
eyes closed
lost amongst forgotten things
walling in the darkness
trying to find her friend
the one who use to hold her so tight
looking into the mind of her replacement
a new paper doll to be shoved around