Doll

Oh, how magical you are!
The world is at your feet with one twirl
The minds go blank when you come nearer
Like they have never known a girl
Made from synthetic dreams and smoky mirrors.

You are the Spring; purity incarnate by far…
No! The clean and cool comfort of Winter
After you have seduced, you sultry Summer…
Or are you the ever-changing Autumn that shifts too soon
For the world to hear your surreal tune.

“You are too good to be true!”
Surely you have heard before
“There could be no one more perfect!”
From admirers galore
“What do you mean? There is no defect!”

You are flawless; that thought will stew
Then one might start to openly ponder
And then wait for you to blunder
But you blow the thought away with a throwaway kiss
Look at that! How easy for them to dismiss

But I am not like them, you know
They love you blindly so no one can tell
That you are vapid and empty
Underneath your touched-up shell
You are far more and less, I will make them see
There is no point in hiding your shadow.