(your) Rag Doll... Poem by Sad Truth

Do you play with ALL your toys like this?
A rag doll I was to you!
You would sew me,
Throw me,
Poke me,
And choke me!

Torn and tattered,
You left me.
In a corner,
There to rote.
I never really forgot!
You could of cared for me.
Like a real baby.
Wrapped me up,
Put me in a cot.

But no.
It was no fun that way.
Feelings, You said I didn't have.
But you were wrong!
I felt EVERY bit of the pain!
And now I'm too broken,
To keep playing your game!