Put on display by men I don't love
Hanging on by threads
Broken body covered up
Face painted with fake smiles
I am just an object
My every move manipulated by someone pulling the strings
The strings to my heart and hands
To my clothes and limbs
My jaw glues shut
My voice no longer my own
This porcelain shell no longer mine
I'm crumbling
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Poems to express emotions I don't understand
PoetryMy hope is that anyone reading this will be able to relate and use what I've written to feel understood. Started July 19 2021 Ended ongoing...
