• He's just a boy.
    He is merely a toy.
    To dangle by his toenails.

    Got a plastic face.
    His smile is lace.
    His pants and shirt are ripped and torn.

    You hug him tight.
    Especially at the night.
    But that did not last for too long.

    Now he's grown old.
    His shoes have some mold.
    You forgot him all of this time.

    When he tumbles away.
    Don't tell him to stay.
    For another one will come and do the same~