I am a misfit toy

I’m plane that can’t fly

A boat that won’t float

And people can only play with me for so long

Before they grow bored

And move on

Because I’m a misfit toy

A person with no purpose

Abandoned on the sidelines

And so I wait

Not daring to hope

I wonder

Praying my whimsy, glass heart won’t shatter completely

But next time

When I’m cast aside yet again

Will my heart be able to take it?

And even then

My whimsy, glass heart

Still hopes to be remembered

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Hello World,

Just a little something inspired by my new blog name and the Christmas special about Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer. Don’t worry, I’m not gonna talk about Christmas any time soon. That’s just WAY too early for me. But I do hope you like this one, please let me know with a like or a comment. I’d really appreciate it.

Until next time,

Quill x