Its about a Teddy Bear. |
Left behind An awful feeling I know. In a place That is made of snow. If I could move I would not be here still. But these nubby arms And full of stuffing made me still. So cold in this world That I don't know of. I only been so far That would only be the bedroom floor. My owner decided I needed to get out And come with her. She dragged me along With her mom. She lost her grip And didn't notice. Until she was in the car When I was in the forest. The folks here are nice That they are. They don't care for me And I can't go far. Soon she came back And started to apologize. She said she won't lose me again But yet here I am. The wave are nice Yes they are. My owner forgot me again Only this time its nice. Its warm here on the sand And right now I don't care If I go back again But she remembered and came. I think she is busy with her life 'Cause mine is just stuffed. I can't go anywhere And I plan on staying here. But I'm sure someone would take me in Even in the condition I am in. I can't say much 'cause I can't say anything at all. My owner still loves me But she left me for good. I don't blame her, not at all. So I still live on the beach where I will stay forever. All because I am a Teddy Bear. |