Listening to:  (Overcast Vacation)

I remember that day.
I was at the computer, playing games,
when my mom came home.
I turned and with a quick glance,
got out of the chair to give her a hug.
Showed her my new toy,
a skinny, blonde, blue-eyed winged fairy doll,
filling young girls' with foolish and unrealistic ideals of beauty.
I was so excited, the doll was so pretty.
Someone took a picture of us,
me in my Care Bear nightgown,
her in her expensive, pretty clothes.
It has been a long time since I was so happy, so carefree.
Throat tightens with remembrance
of happiness
lost,
Eyes start to fill with tears
but, the tears,
they don't fall.