I’m always the rebound
The item you get from the lost and found
Pick me up from the pile of trash
An item that’s bound to clash
But you try your hardest to make me work
Look at me as if I was an artwork
And for some time that’s how you see me
And you love me more than you can believe
But then one day
To you I look old and used
bruised and abused
You’ve had enough
I take up room in the closet
And you discard me
As easy as can be
And there I find myself once again
In the lost and found
Ready to be thrown around