I am art.

Meant to be looked at,

admired,

not touched.

But come close,

see the strokes that make me up,

the colors of my Maker.

My body a portrait,

sketched from dust,

beautiful in the eyes of man.

Holy is the canvas I was born on,

woven from love,

brushed with care.

I am not meant to be touched,

but look,

and see that I am a masterpiece....

I’m not a toy to be used

I’m not some pawn in your game

I’m not something you can play with,

And throw away when you’re done with me

I’m better than that

I’m owed more than that.

I’ve worked too hard on myself

To be a toy in someone’s game.

You can try your best

But don’t be mistaken,

I don’t fall for the same trick twice.

You can try it,

But if you do

Just know you’ll have hell headed you...

I am not a toy to be used,

I’m a toy to be played with,

a toy to be loved.

I was made for you.

You played with me for a while,

Till I was weary and tired,

Before discarding me in the pile.

Now I can justify the word choice of used,

Even though I’d neglected to use it at all.

Is this what I was made for?

Wind me up like clockwork.

The same story,

Over and over again.

Someone picks me up,

Has thei...

Bay adjusted the headphones on her head and continued down the sidewalk. She gripped the hand in hers tighter.

"You're digging your nails in again." Zeke flinched.

Bay slowly let go. "Sorry."

"Babe, your house is right here. Are you feeling okay?" Zeke stopped and asked.

Bay removed her headphones and put them away distractedly. "Yeah, yeah. I'm fine. Bye." she went to her door and inside, up ...

I clench my teeth and hold back the sob urging to escape my throat. A cackling laugh is loud behind me. My fists are formed into white balls, scrubbing the floor with a damp sponge sprinkled with tiny bubbles. My throat is tight and my breath heavy. Sisters argue over who the prince will like more, who he will chose. A single tear drops on the wet floor, and the cackle grows louder.

"The little g...

“I am not a toy to be used.” Kira stated calmly. She hated the feeling of being played with. Like she was a brand new toy and toddler just got for their birthday.

Kayd looked at her apologetically. Did he really make her feel like he had been using her? He never thought of her as an object to use. She was his world. Everything that led to this moment was because of her. She saved him.

...

Gerrold was known for one thing: his realistic doll-making skills. His entire life was lived in his family basement, where he was rumored to have a thorough workshop and prototypes for all types of dolls, even ones he hadn’t sold. His speciality was puppets; carving their realistic faces made him smile, as if they were his friends. He could craft them however he wished and that artistic freedom wa...

i am not a toy to be used

i am not yours to use

at all.

i am not a game to be played

i am not yours to play

at all.

i am not glass to be broken

i am not yours to break

at all.

but i am still used

i am still played

and i am still broken

each

and every

time....

I can be a toy.

Just to be used.

Or I can be a game.

Just to be played.

I could be a girl.

Just to be controlled.

I’ll be a pet.

I’ll be a song.

I’ll be whatever you want.

Objects.

Toys.

Games.

Girls.

What do they mean really?

I am just an object to you.

Ha.

Object.

Yeah, I’m just an object.

I’m not a girl,

With a personality.

Feelings.

A life.

Go ahead, use me.

I’m just an object, aren’t I...

You poke and prod

You taunt and laugh

But I am not a toy to be used

You show me off

To all your friends

But I am not a toy to be used

I have a life

I have a dream

I will walk the road of life

Leaving you behind

I am not a toy to be used

You think that I’m heartbroken

Ha! This is the best day of my life

You think I miss you

Nah, I’m partying tonight

I won’t be poked

I won’t be pro...