upcycle

I want to rid myself of you,

but at the same time I think I could make the situation better,

I think of you, all your quirks that now look like flaws,

I was excited to have you and wanted to uses you,

but now that I have had my way and we no longer play,

I hold you in my hand over the rubbish bin,

but as I look at you and the bin,

I think where will you go, what will you do?

I had assumed ownership, now I cast you away,

no this is not right, this is not how it shall end,

I will find something good in you,

to make you shine better than you do now