It's just a toy to you
but please
Don't touch it
you're desecrating my past
Don't lift it
you're hurting my childhood days
DON'T throw it
I bled inside and cried
It's just a toy to you
but that is my whole childhood past
When laughter means nothing else but happiness
and tears mean nothing else but sadness
It's just a toy to you
but it holds my [...]
Archive for June 2nd, 2006
my childhood contained
Posted in on me, on poetry on June 2, 2006 | 1 Comment »


