It's pretty wallpaper in my room
At times I watch it's flowers bloom
I won't eat canned food anymore
The metal has made my mouth sore
Clear is my favorite color today
They sell it in cans that you spray
I hear voices that call me at night
But they never get my name right
My plants need water just like me
Well, they never have to go pee
They tell me I'm out of my mind
We parted ways, it left me behind
©S. Austin Vincoski
