The Porcelain Doll

by WritingtheStars   Feb 1, 2014


She wakes up every morning
and plasters her face with makeup
to look perfect.

She straightens her hair
and wears nice dresses
to make people think she's pretty.

Sits up straight
and does as everyone tells her to,
the perfect little doll.

Picture perfect smile
and beautiful outfits
but haunted eyes.

Her energy running low
as she tends to everyone else's needs
but hers.

Smile for the camera, dear,
they're all watching,
you can't screw up, right?

Pale skin, wide eyes,
pearly teeth, dazzling smile,
but withering away inside.

But that's her life,
she accepted it as her death,
as the porcelain doll.

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  • 11 years ago

    by LittleMsPink

    Wow just wow, this is really amazing

  • 11 years ago

    by Darren

    I think you sum up the pressures young girls are faced with every day, and I fear for my two daughters,

    The poem itself is very well written, nice and tight and I love the porcelain doll analogy.

  • 11 years ago

    by don

    Beautiful decription of peer pressure and how life demands we act a certain way

    excelant poem young lady

    don

  • 11 years ago

    by Midnight Sky

    Awesome poem 5/5 :-) :-) :-) :-) :-)

  • 11 years ago

    by BlueJay

    This is amazing. Its so well written and so relateable. I'm sorry you understand this as well as you do

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