Know me

You ask me how I’m doing

With your painted-on concern

But I see the hands still ticking

While your pretty head won’t turn

Don’t wind me up

If you won’t stay

This doll is done

With play

You think you know me—

But you’re just peeking in

Through keyholes and small talk, you think you can win

But I’m layered and locked and stitched at the seams

I’m not your sweet lullaby

I’m the girl in your dreams

You say, “I’m here if you need me”

Then vanish like a trick

You don’t know what you’re asking

And I’m getting kind of sick

I’ve got a song

It’s sharp, not sweet

And every word

Is wrapped in teeth

You think you know me—

But you just play pretend

Smile and nod, then hit “send”

You want me quiet, cute, and kind

But darling, I’m none of that

And I’ve got time

Don’t ask if you won’t listen.

Dolls don’t forget.