I am not your barbie

I am not one of your barbies

I am not store in your show case

I am not one of your displays

I am not yours to dress up and play

I am not yours to decide what to wear

I am not yours to decide how to style my hair

I am not yours to decide which Ken I should pair

I am not Cindy, Lindy nor Mindy

I am not one of your barbies

I do not care like them

I do not feel like them

I do not love like them

Neither will I hate like them

I do not show myself like them

I do not want to be one of your barbies

I do not want to be one of them

I am not one of them

I am not made of plastic

I do not want to be kept in the show case

And be chosen when to be taken out to play

I do not want to be one of your displays

And be shown and intro to your playmates

I am not yours to discard when no longer in fashion

I am not yours to ignore when other barbies gain your attention

I do not want to be your imaginary friend

I do not want to be just a brand

I do not fancy that beautiful dress

I do not fancy that leather tote

Or that classy stilettos

Or that dollhouse you promised

I am not one of your barbies

I am not for you to doll and play

I am not to be placed anywhere you crave

I am not to be picked

I am not to be kicked

I am not that sick

I am not to appear in the nick

I am real

I have feel

I don’t thrill

But I heal

I am not Barbie

For I am just your Miu…