just made of rags
im nothing special
with mis matched hair
and clothes so odd
i told once
im your creation
the games we've played
in your imagination...

i once was pirzed
and brand new
i was admired
by everyone
not just you.

but you dragged me through
the dirt
and spun me in the air
you made me walk the plank
twice, no thrice
a double dare.

you took me to bed with you
you played rough
the hide and seek in the rain
you left me there
hanging in the brush

when someone called
you used to bring me along
you used to love me
until you heard
the siren song.

the song that sang of
wisdom, and of growing up
you loved the idea
and you left me in the muck

so many times
you stitched me back up.
for things i lost
you'd replace
you held me close
i'll never forget such
a warm embrace.

i used to lay across your pillow
i used to tuck in the sheets
i used to sit with you
front seat...
but now im a toybox forgotten
the dollie at the bottom.

old friends and discarded ideas
i wallow in them deep
i lay in wait hoping
for a rainy day
when you might come along
moping, looking within this chest
for the one you said
you loved best.

and im here for you
i lay in wait.
im your little doll
china pale, scarred and marked
memories boren in my flesh.

i have no insides
i have no will
other than to do for you
anything you ask.

and pray as hard as i might
you'll come across my 
rag body tonight.
and if you do
i'll hug you tight
i'll whisper the things
of days we used to have.

let us never fight, never part.
i forget already the
bad things you've done.
you set me a fire,
burning with
unrequited desire.

i know im just a toy to you
and i understand our time is through
you've moved on and grown up
...
im just a toxbox forgotten.
but maybe, im not completely gone?

xoxo
Ellie J