toy...
your life, your space, your thoughts, your dreams, your friends...what the hell am i doing here??
jus like a toy left on the shelf,
with no one for company but myself
with a simple hope that you'll cuddle me
even if u dont, i'll understand u see
im not the toy that constantly needs hugging
or even a relief from all that mugging
im not the toy that u snuggle with each night
or takes away saddness and rain from your sight
what kinda toy am i, u wonder
with a pile of clothes im hidden under
im jus a toy, with a tiny glimmer of hope
that one day u'll find me and cuddle me after washing me with some soap.
dont u think this poem is cute? haha :D
jus like a toy left on the shelf,
with no one for company but myself
with a simple hope that you'll cuddle me
even if u dont, i'll understand u see
im not the toy that constantly needs hugging
or even a relief from all that mugging
im not the toy that u snuggle with each night
or takes away saddness and rain from your sight
what kinda toy am i, u wonder
with a pile of clothes im hidden under
im jus a toy, with a tiny glimmer of hope
that one day u'll find me and cuddle me after washing me with some soap.
dont u think this poem is cute? haha :D
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