New One Poem by Dimond Cross

There was a new boy at the store today with curly hair and a heart of gold, he seen me how cold was he to speak to thee. He became so close and fixed my cracks and missing pieces of glass. His heart was so big i could cry, but mine, i didnt know it was still there. Neither did he, we fixed me up and made me new. Now i knew, he was my savior to take me out from behind that door, nevermore will i be behind the door, for i belong in a case, on display for all to see but never to keep. oh what am i kidding thats not me, I am nothing anyone would want to keep for i am and always will be the doll behind the door.