Dancing dolls
Do what they do best
Pirouette
Spinning like tops
Through the wreckage
Of the car accident
That was what she thought was love
Sifting through the pieces
Of a carelessly broken heart
Light on her feet, still
Because practice makes perfect, right?
And no one was there
Watching
Through bleeding feet,
And broken toes,
No one to pick her up of the floor
But she will never be afraid of falling.