An Empty Trash Poem by Darlric John Lotik

By watching the signs of railways
I can remember m best-friends says
'just wait my friend, and it will come,
like a tasty paste of some'

Thousand people, i give and give
Nothing left for me to save
A troublesome and need to run
By walking on my dearest sun

Decline here
Only friend in there
I don't love you here
Only with myself I can lean

I point one finger
Then the others turn in linger
I can make other people happy
But that happiness can't turn back to me