My skin so soft and fragile if you even dare to brush it, it will scar.
My eyes so dark you can barely see any color at all.
My hair thin enough to be thread and sewn into many sweaters.
My body so hot a touch could burn your skin.
My hair tied in a red ribbon.
I lay here longing for something-someone.
Everything I do so delicately as if anything could shatter at any moment.
I just am here, waiting like an idiot.
But that is not a good enough reason for me to stop.
Distract myself, watch the water play it's games, watch the kids run and jump and you will wait.
Because you are you,
And you are an idiot.
