Tuesday, June 9, 2009 @ 10:19 PM
So, all was just a lie;
I feel like ...
a kite with broken string ,
the only person left behind by a crowd,
a stray cat with no place to go ,
an egg that has turned rotten ,
a storybook that nobody wishes to read ,
a photograph that has turned yellow ,
a dispensable tool ,
a tree with no leaves ,
a flower with no butterflies ,
a mouldy bread ,
a gloomy monday sky ,
a rubbish bin that stinks ,
a movie that has no audience ,
a puppet ,
a broken telephone line.
I feel like shit.
Damn it.
j.