You Trashed Me

Some day when you are older
and you are so much more wiser
you will understand
how much you meant to me.
You will look back
and see that I was
more than just a shredded picture
or a broken mirror.
You will dig through the trash
and think;
I shouldn't threw
that a way.
But it will
be too late
because the trash-man
already ran
and the bag was
already threw away.
And if I know you
you will get on to me
for taking out the trash
even though
you always say
that is my job.
So off we go
to the dump
digging through bags
until you can find me.
And then there I will be
all covered in litter
with slime all over me.
Yeah, I will look horrible
but what did you expect;
You trashed me.