Fragile Dolls

Four dolls were made

All beautiful and painted

Sisters of porcelain

The first doll was bought

Put on a shelf and adored

Never knew a crack to her exterior

Three dolls remained

All different but fragile

And fragile dolls crack

The second doll would crack badly

She'd show off her cracks and scream

Then they would disappear as though they never exist

Three dolls remained

All dealing with fragility

Two frightened and bothered by the second

The third would get cracked

She'd show off her cracks and cry

Then denied she ever did worse

Three dolls remained

All faced with a fragile frame

Two in a world of their cracks

The fourth doll would crack but would cover their cracks with makeup

So no one knew they were in need of care

And thus they became invisible

Three dolls remained

All plagued to be fragile

Two warped with attention

One hating to be like them but wishing they could