Dolls

There sat a doll alone on a shelf

Blanketed with dust, but not by herself

Lined neatly in a row beside her, there were more

Who were played with many times before

They were forgotten there long ago

because the owner they had began to outgrow

The childish things she once found intriguing

Were now of no value so she began leaving

Them tucked away in secluded places

Nooks and crannies, other spaces

She had no need for primitive toys

Because now she discovered video games and boys

She gave up all her books and knowledge

Moved away and dropped out of college

Then Got herself a 9 to 5

To pay the bills and stay alive

A whole state over from everything she knew

She became trapped in the world she found to be new

And forgot her dreams and people who mattered

It worked for a while then everything shattered

This little girl quickly became a woman

With no insight to what was coming

Headaches and heartbreak she had never known

But these were the things she was shown

Stress and struggling, the pains of the world

Became overwhelming for that little girl

It consumed her almost instantly

As she roamed the world for who she should be

The dolls on the shelf crossed her mind from time to time

But never held importance like they did when she was nine

So there they sat for years on end

As she moved on and made new friends

She thought they were different from the ones she created

Until things went downhill and the new friends faded

She began to see they were more alike than she cared to admit

Those friends became more transparent bit by bit

They only difference were they didnt sit alone covered in dust

But they were made of artificial things, none of which she could trust

They slandered her name and hurt her feelings

And became everything from nightmares unyielding

She than decided to journey back home

She was tired of living fast, no longer wanted to roam

And there she found her reliable dolls

And realized she wasnt alone to begin with at all

She saw it was she who had began change first

And everything crumbled and into tears she burst

She tucked how she felt away and started over again

Remembering that these dolls were not toys,

In reality, they were her bestfriends

*dedicated to the people in my life who stood beside me through hard times..love you gals/guys* :-)