Doll

Living Poetry May visual prompt


She is that girl
confined in the mold
they carved out for her

Every bit of her is labelled
categorised and put aside
for the common view of this world

All is in order
But all is out of place
in the creator’s eye

She can’t survive
She can’t shine
She is miserable in nature’s sight

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Cassa Bassa

🇦🇺🇨🇳 inquisitive, observant, witty, a thinker, was a misfit child 😊

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