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 her cracks with makeup So no one knew she was in need of care And thus she became invisible
Three dolls remained All plagued to be fragile Two warped with attention One hating to be like them but wishing she could