Porcelain Doll
By: Monica Renata
Cheeks the color of roses
Eyes made of glass
Sitting on the top shelf
As time so slowly pass
Watching the surroundings around
Eyes just cannot shut
Smiling so radiantly
Yet happiness isn’t felt much
People swarm around
Yet no one comes to play
Sitting on the shelf
Waiting for the next day
Never getting any attention
Only there for a few weekly stares
Beauty is so brilliant
Yet your attention I can’t have
To be something so precious
Yet to be constantly ignored
Smile brightly little porcelain doll
Through all the pain you must endure
