Toybox Forgotten

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