They say I am to old to play with dolls

Trapped within these four walls

Torn and ragged, searching for forgiveness

Ever since my childhood came and went

Tossed into the attic like an old rag doll

Couldn’t they see I was human after all

A small basin to wash myself

Minimal food given to keep me in this hell

Pale skin from no sunlight

Why do I thrive to keep up the fight

They haven’t forgotten me, this I am sure

For my freedom I must endure

Till the day they come to say

I can finally be free, I can finally play

Until then I will play with my one doll

With this only gift, I know they still love me after all