she grabs her favorite teddy bear.
cuddles it tight.
whispers, i'm a rock, i don't need any help
she knows shes not right.
tears stream down her face
onto her best childhood toy
she speaks her innermost thoughts
its all because of that boy.
i thought he loved me
you still do, right?
if the bear was alive it would answer yes
with a smile so bright.
she begged for help from her stuffed bear
but she knew the chances were slim.
she asked for strength and happiness
she just wanted to forget him.
he was the one, or so she believed,
she did give him her heart!
she just couldnt understand why it was so easy
for him to tear it apart.
he had told her about HER.
she was so pretty.
the bear listened as she softly asked
but whats wrong with me teddy?
she figured it out, she had been right.
she was a rock.
that let a boy kick her around, but no more.
she decided they would have a talk.
she kisses the top of the bears head
as she realizes her heart hadn't died.
she walked out her bedroom door
as her favorite teddy bear watched with pride.