Everything Poetic Rants

such a fucking Broken Barbie…

Fingertips permanently stained in blood

From all the parts of me that were murdered

As a result of me trying to be good….

Look at her… she is so pretty… her skin is so clear…

Unlike her life… especially her past…the past she kept hidden..

To keep her loved ones near…

it was not as perfect as her smile…

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No, not hardly…

Some how.. .some way… she found a way to smile everyday…

Her face… everything about it generic…

She was such a broken fucking barbie…

She was everyone’s favorite dumping ground…

And conveniently when it was time for her to release… there was no one around…

But that was just fine…

Her fear of reality caused her to stay in line….

Because the thought of being rejected… abandoned… and ending up alone… haunted her…

Those emotions caused her to live a lie…

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Those feelings kept her quiet…

Until one day she couldn’t take it.

One day the silence was broken

One day… she stopped giving a fuck about being their token…

And though it was shocking… the words that came out were not lies…

Only the truth was spoken….

And now she has been delivered…

Now the Broken Barbie chooses those who help and not hinder…

No more does she hide with her skeletons… no longer do her secrets cause her to cry and quiver,

It’s more like she dines in her closet unshaken by them… she can see all the false gold in her life as just that…

It’s fucking false… she is not fooled by their glitter…

She does not want to be a part of a house that dines on plastic… she chooses to embrace every emotion.. Every flaw… every moment… fuck anyone who calls her dramatic….

Hey there girl… remember how they wanted to brag about you? How you stayed in school… how you got those A’s?  But at the same time they wanted to keep you on a lower pedestal… and remind your admirers how much you liked to get dick? And how many times you got played?

“Don’t love her too much… she’s smart… buts hoes are smart too… she’s got a good heart… but hoes have a good heart too….”

But why don’t they want to talk about the first time you were hurt and betrayed?

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It’s okay though… Broken Barbie you are still golden… no matter how many times haters come for you… they can’t congratulate you… so they chose to degrade..

They only remember when you were poor… not realizing you’re getting paid…

Appreciate the struggles, every battle completes your puzzle…

They try to sink you but you are floating way above em… you could be just like them and hate them… but be bigger than them and love them…

You are living your truth… and that’s more than they could ever admit… so really what can they say to or about you?

Baby their picture is looking a little suspect without you… how dare they throw their Barbie away… how dare they doubt you?

Keep pushing you Broken Barbie.. Recognize your PULL… they could have every beautiful lie but without you… their hearts just aren’t as full…

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