Trapped in a zoo's caged cell
Staring into my ice heart
Would suit me just as well
Or change into a junkie
Collapsing on the street
Bereft of fix and trembling
Succumbing to defeat
For now I am a fruit snack
So perfect and so fake
The final in the lunch bag
No one can bear to take
It's not at all majestic
It doesn't satisfy
It's worthless chewy filler
Even its name: a lie