That little red wagon,
Ruined my life.
It us the cause of my ongoing agoney and strife.
But don’t worry little red wagon
It was not your trail
That started my spiral
Twords the end
Intact through it all
You were almost a friend
You were just the catalyst
That made my heart think
I’ve had enough of this.
So many have looked at me
But not minds
For they did not care to see
What’s on the inside
I wonder what they would have said
If they ever broke through my cage of lead
Would they run away because of fear?
Most would burst, uncontrolled,
Eyes filled with bitter, harm full tears
What can I say?
Everything is ok.
What can I do?
Don’t worry, no one wants to hear from you.
So as I began,
It’s not all your fault
My little red wagon
For without you I would not have dared open my vault.
To find what I was really truly lacking.