Boy Toy! March 31/07

I am a toy, I gather dust, sitting.

Only used when you desire,

my emotions are absent in your consciousness.

I reamin for the day

when I become more than expendable use.

I fortune the day

when you might remark my existence

Alter from a novelty and concede into your compassion.

I'm a toy,

I gather dust, sitting.

Without affection from you.