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Four Little Dolls

Four little dolls lined up in a row
Smiles carved in porcelain faces
They're so lovely, they're just perfect
Except when they cease to matter

Four little dolls, and just watch them shine
They're the perfect little puppets
So innocent and beautiful
But they have got no other choice

No other choice...

[chorus]
I'm not your toy
I've got no strings
I'm no one's puppet
No hold on me
Maybe I'm weak
And maybe you're stronger
But I won't be your showpiece any longer

Four little dolls put high on a shelf
For the world to watch longingly
Till there's nobody else around
And then they're tossed into a box

[chorus]

Four little dolls who don't mean a thing
Thrown aside at the slightest whim
Dropped in favor of a new toy
That makes you feel like you matter

[chorus x2]

Author notes

Name is Diet.Coke... for now, anyway. Will probably change in a few days.

I'll edit later.
It's about daddy dearest, and how when he's trying to impress someone or look like parent of the year, he dotes on us and brags about our achievements... but when there's no one to impress, we're nowhere near good enough. His compassion and love drowned in his beer years ago. It hurts.

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  • twelveandahalf
    December 22, 2008
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    are we ever enough for one another? your father is probably just trying to exist day to day like you and all of us. love him for what he does for you and not what you expect from a father. it is natural you want him to accept your faults, but do you accept his? I don't mean to attack you, only remind you that your father is a person as well with his own story. I hope things work out for you.


    • Avalanche.Echo
      December 22, 2008
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      You're right. He has his own problems, physical as well as emotional, and I should respect that. I shouldn't blame him for not accepting me, when I don't accept him.
      I'm pretty sure that he resents my sisters and me the way we resent him... we're very real reminders of my mother, looking and acting almost exactly like her, although he only sees us once a year at best and he's happily remarried.

      But then again, I don't really think of it as the same thing. When we do see him that once a year, we work our asses off to please him, whereas he's never been there for one of us. When my mother was dying--for reasons we're still not sure of, some mystery disease that they can't cure--and we were going tens of thousands of dollars in debt to keep her -barely- alive, he didn't even bother to send the child support. Those plays, competitions, recitals he swore he'd be able to make it to, front and center? He hasn't been to one. He's a compulsive liar, and a bad one, which makes a horrible combination.
      He knows that his drinking affects everyone. All of his side of the family are alcoholics, and even THEY have realized that he's way out of control and tried to get him to go to rehab. But instead of giving up his precious beer, he continues to mentally abuse his children and everyone close to him.

      So yeah, I think I have the right to feel a little bitter. His faults are one thing, like forgetting birthdays and the rude habit of flossing at the dinner table. But when he shows up to Christmas at my mom's house at five in the morning, and I can smell the beer on his breath from several feet away, it's not the same thing.

      Sorry to push all of my 'daddy issues' onto you; Christmas always gets me funny about him.


  • etoile
    December 12, 2008

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    i liked this. the chorus was my favourite part. it seemed sad to me, probably why i liked it.. i tend to favor sad poems.

    thanks for entering and goodluck


    • Avalanche.Echo
      December 12, 2008
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      Merci beaucoup (thank you very much).


      • etoile
        December 12, 2008
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        lol im from canada i understand french.. kinda

        • Avalanche.Echo
          December 13, 2008
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          Oh, lol... I'm American, in my first year of French class. I can't say much beyond simple phrases like that and some cafe foods.


  • Cosmic Musketeer
    November 8, 2008
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    Chilling, haunting, in a good way.


    • Avalanche.Echo
      November 12, 2008
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      Thank you.
      I was actually just about to edit, when I saw your comment. Hopefully it's even better now.


  • PuRfekly-Phlaw3d
    October 18, 2008
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    nice

    i like this one...
    keep up the good work!

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