Idrk what this is but it has meaning to me. This is for the people who have been lost. Needing guidance. Wanting reassurance. That they’re loved. Always remember to her we’re a game. A game with little toys. As I sit here waiting. And wait is what I’ll do. But the reason I’m waiting is Bc I’m not wanted. I’m the island. the island of misfit toys. I’ve been beat down and broke. Thrown out and forgotten. But this time will be different. Bc this toy is being built different. To all the ones who’ve gotten me here I thank you. Bc without you I wouldn’t be being rebuilt. To be the man and person I will be tomorrow. This may not be a song but it is a story a well needed story. The story of the toy. The toy from the island of misfit toys. Now listen here and listen clear I’ve come to tell you I’m over and new things will come. They’ll all see how this toys rebuilt. And wonder why this toy was so broken and destroyed. Who would’ve taken this object that had nothing but good intentions and tore it limb from limb. I sit here waiting. And wait is what I’ll do. But the reason I’m waiting is Bc I’m not wanted. I’m the island. the island of misfit toys. This is more of a poem and a story with rhymes and thoughts that are for the broken and lost. There are no answers one can give but only guidance to these issues ahead. The issues may never clear but you can always come near and get beaten down from ear to ear. This was the story of the toys the toys that never found love and never will. Live and love those broken people who will toss you when your done Bc in the end you’re just a misfit toy.
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