Lost in Thought

My name is Carl. I am a skeleton. A plastic skeleton. I have a thoughtful soul and many thoughts I would like to share with you.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

I'll make sure not to loose it.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

I can barely keep myself together these days.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

I wonder how the tulips decide the color of their bloom.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

I wish we could have this beauty even in the coldest of months.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

Do you think someone would give me a ride?

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

If I were a vine I would stretch my green to the dullest of places.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

The bars need to be just a bit closer together, some of us are falling through the cracks.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

How am I supposed to walk down them when my feet dangle so.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

If only it was this easy to grow hair.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

I can't believe I can see myself in print.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

I will never forget being able to rest upon your trunk one last time.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

They will never know what it is like to fully bloom.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

It's not the same when we cannot hang out with your twin.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

It's a shame we lost your while you were celebrating your life and beauty.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

I'm sorry we must do this to you to allow you to rest.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

I never wanted this to be the view from around the corner.

[carlthethoughtfulsoul]

You've lost far more than you can bare.