I Am a Porcelain Doll
I am a porcelain doll with diamond tears.
I wonder why whenever I reach for the stars
They seem too far out of reach.
I hear the whispers of the trees reach my ears.
I see the moon smile at me far above.
I want to reach up and hold its face in my hands
And comfort it like a mother to child.
I am a porcelain doll with diamond tears.

I pretend that I am the same as you all.
I feel the pain that others hide from each other.
I touch their aura and they instantly flee.
I worry if I am doing something I shouldn't.
I cry when they say they are alright
When it is so obvious they are not.
I am a porcelain doll with diamond tears.

I understand that I don't know much about you all.
I say that that doesn't change anything between us.
I dream that one day that we will all live happily together forever.
I try to keep that simple dream alive.
I hope that some day that everything will be as it should be.
But for now, I am a porcelain doll with diamond tears.

Author's Note:
Just a random poem I had in mind. It is in the poem format my teacher made us do for an assignment. XD

-Raven A. Star