Cups with broken handles,
I'll wear jeans when I lose weight,
The clothes you have not worn for the past 5 months,
That chair that you stuck on the back balcony, hoping that one day you will renew its face and it will be sparkling clean.
The pot with a blackened bottom,
Those keys that are unknown which house they left and which door they opened,
Just because you look young and beautiful, the photo of you posing with that guy you don't like at all,
Music tapes at the bottom of the drawer
THROW IT
Ohh, let's relax. Is it ok?
Now throw the odds.
Take away the 'it was supposed to happen, but it didn't happen at the last moment', it just didn't happen.
That day when you got stuck,
That word you keep thinking about.
THROW IT
The last image you remember of those you haven't seen for a long time because you were angry,
That 'event' that doesn't matter to those you are offended by.
THROW IT
The recipe for that dish you've never been able to cook,
The old newspaper clipping you cut,
That feeling that gnaws at you
THROW IT
When the time comes, pour out the cold revenge meal you will eat.
Cold food has no taste.
Questions without answers
Opportunities you missed
The jobs you were given
Relationships you can't handle
personal development books
THROW IT
Those who talk behind your back,
Those who block your way,
The promotion you didn't get,
The house you can't live in,
'If only I had my mind now'
The worst report card you ever received,
Even the best report card,
non-working hours,
Ideas that don't work,
running away trains,
Troubles that age prematurely,
What happened 'that day',
What you sweep under the rug,
The things you pushed to the bottom of the closet
THROW IT
Look, how beautiful the sun came out.
“C.Y.”