
I feel like dropping humans like you drop litter on the floor
You see it everyday
Everyone does it
And its considered normal
But now everyone is like GO GREEN
And everyone is saving their trash
So idk what to do with the litter I've collected
They just seem to stash up
Got them from all corners of NYC
With different backgrounds
All of them I share a history with
A great story of past laughs, cries, smiles, fights, and moans
I just cling onto what they once meant to me
And their good kids who just had a few rough edges
That I used to like dealing with
But at one point those edges cut, and I let go in all senses
But kept the memory, and now my trash
Was at one point my treasure
And I wish I could keep all of them
But that's selfish and unfair to me cause you cause me harm
Sometimes friendships and relationships don't last
Sometimes things don't end up how you thought they would
But this garbage bag your bragging around you isn't helping you
Cause this pile up of memories are dragging me down
And sometimes you can't reach an exit
And in this case it would be a garbage can
So the only way to deal with it is sometimes to walk away from it
Leave it and just move on
- Palaguachi

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