Barbie and Me 

I sit in the sunlight for hours around my pinkalicious room

Eventually I ask someone to play with me, but they all sigh and go

It’s dead silent when I’m not talking

Somehow there’s a new babysitter each week

I always seem to ask myself,  “Why can’t I be like the girls down my street?” 

Circled around me is Brownie Bear, Strawberry shortcake, and Barbie

But one stands out to me and has it all

Barbie has several houses, a boyfriend, cars, and tons of family and friends

I can’t even understand why she has all this time for me

Yes, imagine having all this wealth but, imagine having all of those people

It’s more bearable when we are in the mini hot tub and 40 acre closet

All are welcome no matter who you are

The hours spent in this magical room consumed me daily

It seriously was just Barbie and Me and our Life in the Dreamhouse