Gingerbread Men

Do you ever feel like you are not cut out for this world?

I do

I feel like everyone around me is like a barbie doll

Perfect

But I am not that

Like someone made gingerbread men and made them perfectly

But they gave the rest of the dough

The last gingerbread man

To a kid

A kid with dirty hands

Shaped me with out a cookie cutter

Picked his nose

Added that

Took me outside

Threw me around

And than asked his mother to bake me

Everyone around me

A perfect gingerbread

And me

A throw away

That no one can eat or enjoy

Because I am not perfect

I was not made right

Everyone else

Perfectly cut out for a world like this

Literally

Little gingerbread men

Walking around perfectly shaped

And here I am trying to make myself perfect like them

Cutting all the bad things out

Or off

So that maybe

Hopefully

I can be a perfect gingerbread

Trying to make myself a perfectly cut out gingerbread man

Ready to face the world