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The Recycled Life

June 28, 2018
By TopDollar SILVER, Halifax, Nova Scotia
TopDollar SILVER, Halifax, Nova Scotia
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My life is like a plastic bottle                                                                                 I can't step on the breaks                                                                                     Or reach the throddle

I get myself up for school                                                                                     Putting on my plastic label                                                                                        Following the rules

I learn all the notes                                                                                                 And unscrew my cap                                                                                               To let in all the water my teacher's devote

I come home to the recycling bin                                                                       Where I get drank and thrown out                                                                         And now emptiness is the only feeling within                                                       

I get sent to the depo                                                                                       Where they recycle my useful parts                                                                       When all I want them to do is let me go


The author's comments:

This poem is about feeling like everyday of your life is exactly the same. Like you are stuck in a cycle and can't get out of it.


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