hiding behind a box
mommy never found me
i was a princess
we had parties with tea
the long summer nights
the sent of a fesh new Barbie
mommy and daddy would fight
but my doll would hold me
the pain that i watched
my imagination helped me escape
i can admit i was a child that was botched
the endless nights of hunger
my teddy comforted me
in my imagination, i would be hungry no longer
my life was perfect
living in a dream
my wild imagination was worth it