This is another poem that I have written. It was inspired sa pamamagitan ng some comments about stuffed animals/plushies on Youtube being people's friends. Enjoy.
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The Stuffed Animal.
To some, they are stupid.
They are useless.
They are disgusting little balls of fluff.
Those people think that it's necessary
to pick on the innocence of others
for having a collection of their own.
They poke fun, they tease, they even insult.
They target that person's age.
Sometimes even their gender.
They think they need to grow up.
They think these fluffy plushies are meant for babies.
But to those innocent people,
the ones who are quite lonely,
yet have such kind souls,
the stuffed animal is their friend.
They may be bullied at school.
They may have shattered hearts for unkindness,
they may be traumatized from even a horrible ordeal.
That stuffed animal is what relieves them of such mapait things.
The stuffed animal is their eternal pal.
They are a valued gift, ibingiay from someone close,
on a special occasion, such as their birthday.
They are a fluffy, fuzzy, soft trinket.
They fill the holes in their heart.
They are the ones who cheer those people up.
Sometimes, they even help them have a good night's rest.
Sometimes, that stuffed animal is special.
Special to that person because they're full of love.
The stuffed mga hayop are ibingiay love.
That's what makes it a treasure.
So, if you think stuffed mga hayop are stupid,
useless, ugly, or even baby-ish,
then remember that these help some wonderful people,
ones who go through bad times,
That they are what help them get through them.
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The Stuffed Animal.
To some, they are stupid.
They are useless.
They are disgusting little balls of fluff.
Those people think that it's necessary
to pick on the innocence of others
for having a collection of their own.
They poke fun, they tease, they even insult.
They target that person's age.
Sometimes even their gender.
They think they need to grow up.
They think these fluffy plushies are meant for babies.
But to those innocent people,
the ones who are quite lonely,
yet have such kind souls,
the stuffed animal is their friend.
They may be bullied at school.
They may have shattered hearts for unkindness,
they may be traumatized from even a horrible ordeal.
That stuffed animal is what relieves them of such mapait things.
The stuffed animal is their eternal pal.
They are a valued gift, ibingiay from someone close,
on a special occasion, such as their birthday.
They are a fluffy, fuzzy, soft trinket.
They fill the holes in their heart.
They are the ones who cheer those people up.
Sometimes, they even help them have a good night's rest.
Sometimes, that stuffed animal is special.
Special to that person because they're full of love.
The stuffed mga hayop are ibingiay love.
That's what makes it a treasure.
So, if you think stuffed mga hayop are stupid,
useless, ugly, or even baby-ish,
then remember that these help some wonderful people,
ones who go through bad times,
That they are what help them get through them.
Ever since my family died down to be just me.... I`ve been alone since they died in a car accident. I got out fine (only with cuts and a migrane), but they died. I now live with my grandpa... but he doesn't get me..... I cut my self, dresss diffrently, and never really talk.
4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the araw my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some araw I hope his puso gives out and he dies in jail.
Does any one feel the same?
4 days after the funeral for my family.... I became Emo. But the araw my Family died, something changed within me..... something good went rotten.
My Grandpa see's it, but ignores my pain and anger... only if that drunk driver that hit us was sober and never... spun out of control. Some araw I hope his puso gives out and he dies in jail.
Does any one feel the same?
I live in my opinion possibly the most ghetto town in the United States, Pittsburgh. People have been committing suicide all over town. Population all over town has been decreasing, fast. Some of my mga kaibigan were so depressed that they were thinking about "joining the crowd". I wouldn't live without my friends. I don't want my mga kaibigan to go as well as my mom and dad. Yes, I'm an orphan. I've been an orphan for about three weeks. My mga kaibigan have disappeared. I think they went to Clarion; but I could be wrong. There have been tons of fights at my school. Most of the people that were committing suicide were middle school and high school aged. I was getting really tired really fast. I climbed up in a puno and found a comfortable spot and fell asleep. susunod thing I knew, I was tied up on a pole.
Sorry for cliffhangers....
Sorry for cliffhangers....