memento

What did you find in the box in the back

Of the attic that you packed all those years ago?

A 1960's plushie frog

A crochet tapestry for walls

A closet full of oddities

A signed Imogen Heap CD

I fill my room with little things

No one wants and no one needs

Rejected, I guess they’re just like me

I'm the queen of broken toys

The music box that don't make noise

The friends I don't have think it's weird

I keep the things that disappear

I fall in love with broken glass

And wipe dust off of paperbacks

I'm afraid of letting go

So I hold on to mementos

The smell of old is nothing new

Locked in picture frames with glue

A TV stuck on Channel 5

A VHS that's locked in time

In my room with little things

That no one wants and no one needs rejected

I guess they're just like me

I'm the queen of broken toys

The music box that don't make noise

The friends I don't have think it's weird

I keep the things that disappear

I fall in love with broken glass

And wipe dust off of paperbacks

I'm afraid of letting go

So I hold on to mementos

What did you find in the box in the back

Of the attic that you packed all those years ago?