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