Trailblazing all my ideas, you've waited long enough.
Claiming some sort of lonely feeling, but you're never far enough.
Draw all sorts of conclusions, but you claim you're never done.
Fed up but starving, stop giving me garbage, what has all the recycling done.
Reusing leftovers from the past, I am not who I once was.
Reducing me to fragments I have left in other countries,
came back with a different perspective..
you stooped while I was trying to get above.
You wanted a piece of my environment
I was hoping you'd just go green and stay away from me.
You spoiled my organics, persisting on my nature.
I naturally can't do this anymore, I once was so very fond of you.
Vegetable crisp, I am reduced to risk, cannot move my limbs to your soul anymore.
I am cooked, left you devastated and on the hook,
ready to roast for something much more whole grain than my very berry philosophy.