Many are out there who seem to be perfect, like dolls
Blinded by the 'many's' fake smiles and unshattered faces
Yet, their flaws have been overlooked- their falls
Smiling happily in all places
Just like a Barbie doll
When the 'many' receive company, it's their time to be plastic again
Just so no one would look through their curtains
Living in fear of being unaccepted through their real selves-be slain
Not wanting to be in that unaccepted pain
Living like a perfectly normal and plastic Barbie doll
Many are scared and live with doll faces
Scared of receiving our ignorance
Yet this should be different-the hypocritically perfect cases
We should show love because we never know who's really tense
Anyone can be a Barbie doll, even you
Let's show love to all, even the most perfect and hated, now
For in this world we should make others welcome
Who knows what they do when they take their doll faces on now
We don't know the trouble we cause in them for their fear of us
Let's help take their Barbie doll mask off
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem