what silly, little things.
Don’t worry, little girl,
about the gifts they bring.

Held within their bubble,
you, they’ll never reach.
Pop, bubble, pop,
I can break them each.

Broken, little boundaries,
broken, little girl,
with no sense of relationships,
with no sense of the world.

Bound so tightly, down within,
disconnected from herself,
unable to feel her emotions,
or understand what is felt.

Broken, little toy,
get back in your box,
Stay in there forever,
until you’re forgotten and lost.


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