TOYs

You don't make noise
when you play toys
so silent it seems
all of them you dream

this time you are playing one
makes your day brighter than the sun
just by next month you'll have another
for you it feels much better

did you ever loved your possessions?
did you ever made your confession?
did you ever think that we're not toys?
then why are we always played by boys?

we have our hearts, we can feel
but yours is as hard as a steel
our hearts were not a simply a trash
but memories with you must now be flushed...

Riza baLingit*2006*