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by ShelbyLynne Dec 12, 2006 category : Sadness, depression / about depression
I'm just a broken toy Dying for attention My heart crying to be loved Which I know will never happen I thought I was suppose to be your friend Not something you can break Thinking I can pick myself up And repair myself again So I lay there on the floor Being scattered or thrown away Wishing you can fix me And play with me the right way That's why I'm here right? To make you laugh and smile Remember the good times We haven't had them in a while Now all you do is walk right past me I see how you employ That I'm nothing in your eyes I'm just a broken toy