Tears of a Paper Doll

I remember the day I came into the world,
Born from a paltry piece of paper
By the care-worn hands of a mother
Who had naught to give her daughter
But her fierce and undying love

Snipsnipship.....snipsnipsnip.....

SSSSSNNNNNNIIIIIIIIIPPPPPP

*SNIP!!!*

~Free at last!!!~

Little Sally was instantly enamoured
By my simple charms, ballpoint-pen lashes, and
Crayoned grin
Talked to me, played with me, dressed me to the nines
In the latest construction-paper fashions

Supermodel, princess, athlete, astronaut
I was her Everything,
Everyday
Until she tucked me in each night
In my shoebox bed

Then one day the laughter died

~Silence~

I looked around for Sally,
But she was nowhere to be seen
She'd gone, left me here
In this cardboard prison

~ALONE~

Voices floated up from downstairs, and greeted me:
The cheerful sounds of children's laughter
The upbeat melody of a favourite song:

"Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you!
Happy Birthday, dear Sally! Happy Birthday to you!"

~Phhhhhwooo!!!!!~

Rustle-rustle-RRRRIIIIPPP!!!!
"Oh, look, honey, it's a Barbie!"
Those words cut into my paper-thin soul

Moments later,
I was

*CONFRONTED*

By my new roommate

Poseable limbs, rosebud lips, golden-blonde hair
And a flashy pink convertible
All formed
By the cold, sterile, loveless hands
Of mass production
This carbon-copied clone
Found a place in Sally's heart,
The place that only I could fill
Until today

Now I lie dying,

~Forgotten~

Crumpled and yellowed
In my cylindrical coffin
Surrounded by the discarded scraps
From which I was born