I feel Like a lost toy...One that a child loved so dearly only to forget, lost under a bed colleting the dust of years.Button eyes gone, stiching torn and frayed once colorful cloth dulled to the smokey greys of time. Why must I sit here? Alone in the cold darkness? What is this hope that i cling to? the hope of a forgotten love, that maybe someday the dreary sun will shine and glow once agian