I’m a bottle.
Contented of what I have inside and should I have inside.
Never too much, never too little.
I’m a bottle.
I have my bottleneck.
I know my limit but I will never concede to my limit.
I’m a bottle.
I’m transparent.
You think you can see through me?
You see and know nothing.
Though I’m not a bottle.
I hope I’m.
To be sayang by you.
To be used by you.
To be treated as a bottle with value and dignity
I’m not a bottle yet I’m a bottle.
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