You resemble leftovers in a way. You are on the table, yet nobody want you. You look unappealing, you smell like misery. They may put you away, for later. “Just in case”. They always end up throwing you away.

You resemble leftovers in a way. You are on the table, yet nobody want you. You look unappealing, you smell like misery. They may put you away, for later. “Just in case”. They always end up throwing you away.