The Girl on the Shelf

	She's nothing but an object of amusement He takes her down to play when he gets bored All alone she wonders where the time went The time he used to make her feel adored
	He brings her close enough to hold her interest Then pushes her away when it's enough She knows that her importance falls to third best To each distraction he thinks of
	When often he denies her of affection It can't be gained from any other place She's his china doll and his possession He won't stand to ever be replaced
	She wonders as she stares at her reflection Why it's worthwhile to wait here on the shelf When I start to pity her position I see I'm looking at myself
	Chorus Alone again Walls closing in Time goes so slow In this limbo
	Ann P. Johnson October 30, 1998
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