If you heard the thoughts in my head,
You would think me mad.
Defective.
A limbless baby doll,
swept under the bed.
Forgotten.
A racecar with missing wheels
beneath the stove.
Discarded.
A teddy bear with no stuffing,
between the couch cushions.
Abandoned.
If you knew every tear that I shed,
you would think me damaged.
Broken.
No one plays with broken toys.
Hoo Did What?! 