Welcome To The Show Poem by Anna Greco

Beautiful like a flawless doll,
With eyes that match the lonely moon.
And lips that threaten guys to fall.
As will her perfect personality will tease them all afternoon.
Hair like silk and body slender,
A guys dream come true.
She'll leave words so tender,
As if she was something new.

I watch her in the corner,
Knowing I couldn't walk like her.
I am known as a loner.
Someone that no one were to prefer.
I am a toy with dust,
Wishing I could be that girl,
A beauty with someone to trust.
Someone to caress like a precious pearl.

One by one,
Two by two,
The doll has her fun.
Gathering only a few,
Starting with one to play with,
And adding another when boredom came along,
But her love for them were only to be a myth.
Yet they kept returning to her, as if they were their favorite song.

I observe as she plays,
They were her puppets hanging by a string,
It angered me like a firing blaze,
I knew what type of war she would bring.
I'd grab a love, only for it to be taken instead,
I was nothing compared to she.
I may as well be dead,
Because no one would ever know what it's like to be me.