This jacket is rather new.
It's soft and plush and light blue.
My arms stick to me inside like glue.
They trap me kind of like you.
But I do not mean to hurt your feelings.
I do somewhat enjoy your ceilings.
You see, you are my only friend.
Me and you, we're quite a trend.
I'd love to show you off to all the people at the mall.
But I'm afraid to I can't.
You are a wall.