I was all alone.

A beautiful doll in an expensive suit on a plain shelf of a store,

That’s all I was to them.

I couldn’t speak, the children spoke for me,

they told me about their lovely dreams and cruel nightmares.

Each child that had me was so different and yet so familiar.

I loved watching them grow and seeing them learn,

Sometimes I wish for once I could tell them my stories.

If only they knew what I did,

Maybe they would realize just how amazing it is

to have a life.