The Girl

April 23, 2012
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You are Barney

stitched up with patches on every spot of your body,

exhausted from being dragged around all day, becoming dirtier by the moment.

But you do not care because you are given unconditional love by the girl,

similar to the love between a mother and her newborn.
You are a coloring book

pages tearing out of you left and right.

Scribbled on all day long with markers, crayons, and colored pencils,

by the girl who aspires to be a “World-class Colorer”.
You are Barbie

pretty in pink with bleach blonde hair.

Walking around your dollhouse, like the princess you are.

Getting your hair brushed and braided perfectly,

by the girl you call your owner.
You are a big sister

annoyed with a girl you call your baby sister,

asking you every five minutes, “Wanna play house?”

Thinking of course not, I have better things to do.

But irresistibly giving in to her because you know you are her biggest role model.

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