Broken Toy Man

The new toys are so much cooler then I
they have lights and lasers,  
swords guns and Tasers
I have faded paint that once was my face
I had big bright round eyes and a smile that could once light up the place
but when I see my reflection in the window seal  
where I sit and collect dust
my once big bright round eyes show water stains
and that smile is now just a smirk of a toy who no longer feels he is enough
the new toys talk, walk and some even groove
but for their happiness I've given a arm and a leg and my other appendages don't even move
after so many bumps and bruises I endured for their pleasure
it troubles and confuses, how now it seems as if I don't even matter  
the little toy man that travel with them when they had to go far
or who they held tightly when they were scared of the dark
I would argue that their quality isn't as good as mine
that yes they came with so much but they are empty inside
those accessories are not necessities  
and at one time with a little love and imagination we had endless possibilities
while your space man cant help you explore this world  
or army man with fused guns could hold the hand of a needy girl
the one who came with the car never wanted to walk with you
and the one with repeated phrases never gave you someone you could talk to
that's why you had me so long and the rest of these toys you just run through
even though I'm forever fixed here from a distance I just sit here in my window  and watch you  
but when I see my reflection in the window seal  
where I sit and collect dust
my once big bright round eyes show water stains
and that smile is now just a smirk of a toy who no longer feels he is enough