The Broken Doll

A polished, painted smile,
Elegant, still and pale

This was me for a while,
Until we met and I fell

Now I'm shattered and broken,
It's all because of you

How will someone love me?
Completely broken in pieces

Why would someone want something so old and used?
When they can get something completely new?

You played with me for a while,
But you get distracted like a child

On and off attention,
There always seemed to be something in the way

I know how you like to play,
But sometimes I wanted a say

That's when you broke me,
Threw me on the ground

It was always about you,
I was just your doll

An object that would listen,
An object that would obey

Now you're gone,
Found another doll that wants to play

So here I am,
Broken on the floor

An old and broken doll,
Nothing less; Nothing more