Recycled Trash

the realization just shot through me like a bullet
the fact that i used to be new
and now i'm old and used,
broken and thrown out like trash
recycled trash

yesterday - sitting around and useless
today - sitting on the curb
with so much potential
the recycled trash is bound to come back around
come back around

there's nothing i can do but sit here and wait
wait to be picked up
picked up and recycled
for one man's trash is another man's treasure
another man's treasure

recycled, reused
it all comes back around
and i can promise that ill come back around
in one form or another
recycled trash