Free

I am plastic

A barbie doll

Still encased

in my plastic ignorance.

I envy the older girls who are

Free,

They don’t have this

Barrier,

Separating them.

Not all the girls I see are

Free

But they see it as

Empowering

They treat the plastic casing as

Worth.

I don’t want it

It’s a burden

I try for years

But it only gets

Pulled at

Dented

Damaged

Not removed.

I’m still trapped

Behind a wall of unknowing.

I only want to take it off

At this point

It’s only hurting me.

But then,

I get the chance

I find someone to

Help me

I’m finally

Free

But

It’s not everything I

Imagined

It hurts

I miss it

Miss him

Emotionally

Physically

I’m damaged

No longer in my casing

No longer in my plastic

But still a doll

No longer ignorant

No longer wondering

But not

Free

I’m different now

Everyone can see

I’m put on

display

I just want my casing back.

I just want to hide.

But everyone knows

Now

There’s no going back

Impure

Unclean

Deflowered

No longer

A virgin.