Trash
TRASH
You treat me like a trashcan with a touch-top lid
Giving me your unwanted garbage
Used carcass of hurtful words
Empty containers of your so called opinions
Balled up paper of your dirty attitudes
Smelly tin cans of your hate
Your unwanted leftovers of vengeance
But I am strong, I can be washed,
I have a strong purpose
I am doing my part to make things better
But I can’t say the same about you
Copyright © Michael Fulkerson | Year Posted 2024
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