So Emma actually inspired this by making her own free range poem about dolls, and I liked it so much that I decided to make my own, and she let me so…. Here is my freaky creepy doll\barbie poem

The perfect plastic people
Mass produced as one
Perfect, but for one large flaw
Their hearts remain undone

They stand so tall upon the shelves
Unlike us here on the ground
Their painted smiles are mocking us
As they laugh without a sound

The perfect plastic people
Uncut yet still so bare
But us, our flaws they make us whole
And a little bit worse for wear

Sooo, apparently this is now just my blog but I’ll keep asking Emma. Anyways……

All of my hope and all of my dreams
All of the people I love
All of my life and all of my fights
Are seen from the souls above

They guide me they help me
When I feel I’m in need
They tell me the way
And their advice I heed

Soon we will all be up there
Smiling from the stars
Those whom I relied on
Are never all that far