I am life's rag doll
Tattered and worn.
It drags me along
Through its miserable existence
Dropping me here, throwing me there.
Losing me, forgetting me.
I am life's rag doll
Empty and fraying.
It passes me down
Through its endless years
Ripping me here, tearing me there
Losing me, forgetting me.
I am life's rag doll
Used and tossed
Its dirty doll
No one wants to hold
Losing me, forgetting me
Broken and old
I love this so much, a great description and a great analogy. I feel this one a lot. i do not know what to say except that it is perfect and amazing. i think this is my favorite poem. thanks. i think i might liek to quote it, that is if i have your permission.