Cardboard

I was inspired by the spongebob episode where spongebob and patrick use the cardboard box to create sounds and use their imagination to stay happy :)

I'm cardboard,

Stale

Quiet

Used

Nothing out of the ordinary

Just plain and bruised

I'll be ripped apart momentarily

By the ones who disregard

And just want what's inside

I'm cardboard

Never noticed

Sometimes taped up and sent away

But i'm not sad, because

Some people wait for the package, 

Empty the contents,

And use that box for a whole new world of imagination 

 



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