She is jagged with the words of others,
She cant cherish what she has.
They called her nosy,
They called her clingy.
And she broke down.
But now she stood again,
With the help of genuine some.
And now doesnt give adamn,
About those who discourages her
But sometimes at night,
Their words bully her soul.
And she waves them away,
Drifting herself to sleep.
YOU ARE READING
The Rag Doll Tales.
PoezjaA rag doll describes her journey in her toy world. Poetry.
