Empty tin can in the street,

Steer clear of the car,

Broken and beat,

It could’ve gone far.


The places it could go,

Endless Possibilities,

The things it could know,

With all of its facilities.


Doubt came to pass,

I might not like it there,

Hurt from broken glass,

People might just stare.


They won’t possibly understand,

I know it was happening,

Talk gets the backhand,

And I start unravelling.

Thank you so much for taking the time to read my work, it’s always such an honour to read all your feedback and to see my posts getting any likes.

If you like my work please feel free to follow me below for new updates on future poems.


Emma Prince

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