I looked at my sister
she was smiling ear to ear
putting on the perfect purse
and the perfect shoes
of the perfect girl.
She named her Ann
Mattel calls her Barbie
and I called her Hatred
You look at her
and wish you were plastic
you look at her boyfiends
and DEFINITLY wish you were her
but then you remember
the real life that you have
and wished that you lived in
a Barbie World.
 
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