This Game Is Trash

 I don’t like this game
 Neither does the dog
 You throw out trash
 And I am here for it
 So is the dog
 You don’t give him a taste
 And you line my insides
 
 I bet I’m now the cleanest 
 Trashcan on the block 
 This is a tease 
 I want the garbage!
 In my belly!
 But you empty it out of me
 And give it to the big guy outside
 
 This is a cruel game
 And I don’t like it
 Neither does the dog
 One day you brought this short guy
 And you gave him all the best
 Food scraps
 He now smells worse than me
 And I am sad
 I thought I was your one and only 
 
 Remember I was there
 For all your spills
 All the food you dropped
 And all the rotten veggies
 Every old pair of hole-y shoes
 Every empty can
 And every water bottle 
 
 Now you even have a bin
 For all the glass and plastic 
 What ever happened to us?
 You relied on me for everything
 You used to be so clumsy
 Even spilled ON me!
 Now you line my insides
 Careful not to spill
 And you don’t feed the dog scraps either
 
 You’re not the same
 You’ve grown up
 And I don’t like this game
 Neither does the dog