I look out the window
As we drive by the shops and trees
Not sure where we're going
I squeeze my stuffed rabbit tighter
Her ears are floppy
She is soft
And brown with a red shirt
She is the only one
That I know will always be there
Until you grow older
They get stuffed in the corner
Get forgotten
Because its only a toy
That's what you're told if you lose it
It's only a toy
But it was mine
That's what matters
Why pick on me
I'm only a child
So why is this only a toy
Its so much more
Especially me
I played dress up
Go to tea parties
It is my best friend
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My Poems
PoetryThese are poems I've written and are personal or relatable. It's special to me and this is my first and only poem book I have. I hope you can take some of these to heart but just warning you now some of them might not make sense because they're a ni...
