Porcelain dolls... all different...yet the same
never quite smiling...yet
feeling no pain
All decked in gowns made of satins or silks
painted faces
with skin that simulates milk
Adorned with the tiniest of pearls from all over the world
with tiny bows tied neatly and wrapped around their perfect curl
So picture perfect...so quiet..so serene
while
unheard to others, their hearts silently scream
Silently they long to be held by a gentle hand
but no one
hears...no one understands
Encased behind glass walls for all to see
but no one can
hear their lonely hearts' plea
Perhaps one day, someone will take one off the shelf for a
peek
only to realize they are not good enough for what they seek
Once again a porcelain's lonely heart will cry
when an observer picks them up...then passes them by
mistyblueheart '99