plastic bag

A plastic bag drifting through the wind Under the circumstances then nobody cares an empty plastic bag drifting through the quiet cold breeze wondering where you will take me the places we will go a plastic bag drifting through the snow shivering cold it's a piece of trash nobody cares about a dumb plastic bag cold as can be flying through the wind tears shut down my face freezing to my skin I want to be normal again the thoughts Rest In My Head wishing to start over and where I began moving through many different things different places different breezes I just want to be free a plastic bag lifting through the wind nobody cares under the circumstances that you stand in a piece of plastic a swiveled up thing drifting to the quiet cold breeze But nobody knows the secrets that that little plastic bag holds it's been through Heaven and Hell it's been rained on… cried on it's been smashed to the ground it's been so long since a little bag that little plastic bag has felt at home drifting through the wind wanting to start life again listen to people talk not understanding a simple thing nobody wants to pick me up I feel that plastic bag drifting through the wind that plastic bag feels me because I just want to be set free let loose I want to drift in the Wind if anyone cares but that little plastic bag it has feelings that no one will ever see that poor plastic bag. The plastic bag has disappeared.