I am a mountain with no trails
I am a phone with no charge
I am a squirming puppy who doesn’t know the meaning off sit or stay
I am the worried owner who’s dog always disappears
I am the vacant house whose occupants always have somewhere better to be
I am the book that no one wants to read

I am the school that no one shows up for
The school bus with no number
The teacher whose words hold no meaning
The one student who actually tries

I am the shirt that has been long since forgotten
The pair of pants with holes in all the wrong spots
I am the pigeon who lost their foot
The monument who people come to visit
I’m the plane who never left the ground
I’m the bicycle who lost its brakes