Maria Kyser - Doll

Sitting there staring forth
Blankly with fake joy
Standing still without a noise
Moved only when forced
By the giants around
Never speaking for itself
Not knowing what’s being said
Other voices filling its head
Giving roles that it should play
Plastic smile always there
Painted on in red hell
It sits and waits patiently
Till the day the giant reaches

Maria Kyser

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