**My fail attempt at a Poem and just kinda how I feel over all in my life**

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I seem to only post journals when I am depressed or upset so just leave me be if you don't mind



Broken Toy -

Here I lie, upon this dusty old shelf

So much of my life I have spent in this place

The previous owner only caring for them self

Being used only for what I was not intended

Once I finally cracked and bended

They took me back saying I wouldn't hold up

Here I have been all this time the years passing by

Waiting and waiting for my unknown fate

"What's this? Someone taking notice?" I think to myself

As a hand reaches up and pulls me down

dusting me off and making me shine

Such tender hands and the look in their eyes

They almost feel my pain of what I endured

as the broken cogs and wheels could not be obscured

I feel happy again feeling that this may be my new second chance

A smile on her face as she cleans the dust and grit

"Take me! Take me!" I cry out in silence

doing my best to convince them that I am worth the time

"Let make your days and nights shine"

Yet alas, I hear those words that are all too familiar

"This one looks like a rare find, but so much damage and nothing divine"

So they slowly place me back

Upon the old shelf, I feel my heart crack

I am too far broken and worn

This is my fate since I was pulled and torn

I fear I shall remain here the tests of time

A broken toy that has lost his shine...

9 months later : NOT A FUCKING THING HAS CHANGED :D