What is that? (Rag Doll)
What is this,
This thing I'm looking at,
Its clear,
Its real,
I see a stranger,
Looking sad and dull,
Lost and broken,
Dead and gone.
What is that?
It's breathing,
But is looking pale,
Looking hurt and covered in dirt,
Held together,
By stitches and thread.
What is this?
I touch it and stare,
It's cold like ice,
I see that stranger,
Copy what I did.
What is that?
Holds no smile,
Fragile and fake,
A lost soul,
Trapped in the unknown,
Dressed in rags,
Now covered in snow.
What is this?
I grab a rock,
Gently I scratch it,
Making hissing noise,
I dropped the rock.
What is that?
The stranger is scared as well,
A thread is loose,
Threatning to let loose it's arm,
It follows my stares,
It smiles falsely,
Just like I am.
I hate that,
I grip the rock,
It breaks my skin,
I see the blood run onto the snow,
I take that rock,
And throw it.
I hurt it,
That stranger was cut,
That clear reflection,
Was cracked over the stranger,
It sighed,
Then it cried.
What is it?
What am I?
I want a life,
I want a family,
I want Love,
And I know,
That was what the stranger wanted.
I now know,
That stranger was me.
Nothing more but a Rag Doll.
This thing I'm looking at,
Its clear,
Its real,
I see a stranger,
Looking sad and dull,
Lost and broken,
Dead and gone.
What is that?
It's breathing,
But is looking pale,
Looking hurt and covered in dirt,
Held together,
By stitches and thread.
What is this?
I touch it and stare,
It's cold like ice,
I see that stranger,
Copy what I did.
What is that?
Holds no smile,
Fragile and fake,
A lost soul,
Trapped in the unknown,
Dressed in rags,
Now covered in snow.
What is this?
I grab a rock,
Gently I scratch it,
Making hissing noise,
I dropped the rock.
What is that?
The stranger is scared as well,
A thread is loose,
Threatning to let loose it's arm,
It follows my stares,
It smiles falsely,
Just like I am.
I hate that,
I grip the rock,
It breaks my skin,
I see the blood run onto the snow,
I take that rock,
And throw it.
I hurt it,
That stranger was cut,
That clear reflection,
Was cracked over the stranger,
It sighed,
Then it cried.
What is it?
What am I?
I want a life,
I want a family,
I want Love,
And I know,
That was what the stranger wanted.
I now know,
That stranger was me.
Nothing more but a Rag Doll.
♠ ♠ ♠
This poem was basically about my character Yun from my story Rag Doll.