A Broken Toy
- Christopher Vasquez Soto
- Jun 20, 2023
- 1 min read
I am just a broken toy.
You use me against my will,
moving my arms legs and body,
forcing me in different ways.
Children pull my arms,
but I would like to control my own movements.
And when you're done and bored, you forget me.
I am left alone to rot.
It’s like I never existed to you.
You abandon someone you once loved.
Someone who was there for you in your time of need.
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