i sit and watch her night after night
as she sits and wrights then laughs
over messages on her cell phone
from the lover i am yet to meet
it used to be just me and her
we had something special
just her and me
she would go on for hours on and on
about him
i got used to blocking it out
"the stupid girl"
id think to myself
when she has time i get attention
i cherish it so much
even though i have been there for her all her life
im redused to sttting in silence
all the tears the tantrums i have seen
but thats what you get for being full of wool and lifeless i suppose thats what you get for being a lil stuffed animal
under a bed
Ahh thats so good, i love it.
I still got my old school toys for centemental reasons.
They were a horse and a cow in farmers uniforms.
The toy is wrong though, what it says.
lil stuffed animal
August 03, 2006 @ 01:42:16 pm
