She sits o so very still
A little smile on her face
Blonde hair down her back
Blue eyes shine so bright
the Malibu home
the jeeps and mustangs..
it all mean nothing
beyond the permanent smile
Nothing but a plastic doll
An empty, soulless, emotionless doll
Yet this, this plastic doll is the concept of perfection
Plastered on the wall
Pushed into the mind of innocent little girls
Brainwashing them to believe this little Barbie doll is the perfect life..
Is it the beauty we idealize?
Is it because we deem the idea of money and material things important?
Is it because its easier to be a soulless than to bare the burden of human emotion