Refurbished

No one wants refurbished,
They labaled it as defective, a tarnished.
Well it's justifiable,
Anyway justice varies to each person not same for all.

What wrong have I done?,
Or have I even wronged someone?,
I once had a peaceful life,
That's all I ever wanted, Was that a crime?.

I never thought I would,
But I did fall on the ground.

Fell short--- never noticed,
I suddenly skid the ground with my face.
I wanted but can't stop the momentum,
I guess that wasn't a very smart option,
Since in life we'll have to move and carry on.

I still have to go home,
It hurts but I must.
Then I realize there are things we just want to do before but have to do today.
The things we take for granted,
The feelings we tend to forget.

No one wants refurbished,
I will surely remember those who stayed.
And mark those who didn't.
For they wanted a brand new shit,
But they themselves are refurbished.