Real girl

By whispers in the night

I thought my heart was just a toy
People could make it do what they needed
Then i realized i can make it do what i want
I am no puppet for you
or for them

there are no strings attached
I am a real girl

This is me
Naked to the world
No varnish to protect my skin
Pinocchio wished upon a star
I am not gonna keep my thoughts within
ill depend on myself now to get that far

There are no strings attached
I am real girl
I am real girl

Now they cant make me dance
And paint on my face expressions
You now can give me the chance
To let me live my own lesson

Oh, its real
I can feel it
My heart is not made of plastic
Or silly play dough
Dreams can be dreamt

Without your name coming in

They cant put me on that stage now
The world is real
I can now feel

I am a real girl

Feel my heart beat.

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Copyright 2005 cidney elizabeth
Published on Friday, May 13, 2005.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Kinkypoptart On Saturday, May 14, 2005, Kinkypoptart (555)By person wrote:

    I can feel the heartbeat. Great write ~*~Tart~*~

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