Wind me up and I dance.
Your oh so apathetic dolly.
Am I coming out of the toy box today?

Everyone wants to play with me,
but never quite in style to keep.
An infinity of smiles,
I promise to never cry.

Toys damaged by little boys,
are hardly up to par.
So I understand kind sir,
tuck me away with the rest.

After all...
Boys will be boys.
Correct?

I won't speak,
nor voice my opinions.
Sit me upon a shelf to be admired.
Showing emotion is a sin,
I agree mister.

Beat me and I will not step away,
rip my appendages at the seams.
Cast me away into the streets,
and I will wait for your return.


...And this is what you wish me to be?