In the Heap

They want to see me broken and beaten Thrown into a heap of trash Forgotten to the world I travel to my final resting place No peace here Only articles of individuals The forgotten and the lost Occasionally one finds its way out Saved from it's solitude On display not as trash But an item of worth Hoping it won't find itself in the same pile Once dirty Now shined and cleaned If only the world could see it's true value Many are lost and never to find a way out An item like me Externally trash Precious metals inside