You open me up and look inside
To your dismay I'm empty
Nothing worth wasting your time
No sweet refreshing candy
I sit here lonely and abandoned
My colors start to fade
I feel so used and hollow
There is nothing left to take
This pez dispenser’s all run down
No longer can I make it
Until you give me something back
Just so you can take it
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
I like it, Emily, not just because I like Pez, but because it's so true about people giving themselves out & becoming empty, burning out. Keep it up -well done!