Broken Girl

Tick Tock
Drippety Drop
She started to fall,
And couldn't stop.
She cried for help,
But no one came,
Isn't life just a lovely game?
A broken doll,
That was all,
That became of her.
She thought and thought,
Until she dropped,
About why she couldn't be good enough.
Her love had left,
Her soul had died,
And that was why,
The little girl cried and cried.
Her heart had vanished,
Her feelings banished,
The broken doll anguished,
Alone,
And died.