The Personification Of An Egg Have you ever felt like an egg? Put into others hands cared for, Yet you are used for a ball? Every throw and soft catch, Every exchange of hands, You're cracking a little... The more they throw and try to soften the catch, The more you crack. The more you try to hold yourself together, The more you come apart. And when you finally do. Your insides are all over the place. Smelling rank and unpleasant. Now you're wondering if you had not put up a fight for control, and rolled with it instead, if the ending would have changed? Or if the realization that your #life was never in your hands in the first place would have struck and stuck... By: T.L.P
