I sit and wait,
bright color is my face.
My brothers all around,
all waiting to be found.
Round nickle-plated circle comes in,
my colored brother they win.
I start my decent,
they've chosen me their present!
Coddled in their hands,
everything is going as planned.
Joy and glee fills my lungs
wait...is that a tongue?
Things are going south,
for some reason, I'm in his mouth.
This isnt what I thought it'd be,
oh no, he's going to chew, isn't he?
OH MY GOD IT HURTS IT HURTS!
What could make this worse?!?
OW! With his tongue he is stretching me!
He is making bubbles with my body!
Oh the agony.
He spits me in the trash,
my life before my eyes a flash.
A jumbled, mangeld mess am I.
I look over and see my brother,
in the sam state he lie.
Hurt though we are,
We have eachother now
through pains and scars.
