New shoes

Newshoes My shoes were falling apart I couldn’t keep them anymore So I threw them away It felt weird without shoes But I only had to deal with it for a little while not long after my new shoes came They were new and I believed them to be perfect I loved my new shoes I wore them everyday We went on so many adventures But my new shoes started hurting me Little by little the sharp edge prodded and poked at my feet I thought these shoes would never hurt me like the last had Sometimes people laughed at me and my new shoes I didn’t care though I loved them It’s like they had a mind of their own My new shoes controlled every step I took I told them to stop, they didn’t They knew what was best My shoes kept pushing me to do things I didn’t want to do Everyone else noticed it too They told me to throw out my shoes I didn’t want to get rid of them After all I loved these shoes more than any other I’d ever had I woke up one morning with my shoes gone I searched everywhere My shoes had been taken from me But I didn’t mind I was happy that they were gone The prodding and poking had left along with them.