fizz in a soda bottle.

you're on display, with your friends.

every day people see you.

just looking at you.

sometimes you wish someone would choose you.

then one day, someone actually does.

but it's not someone you expected.

just like a soda bottle,

you get shaken up.

they dropped you, off of that place where you thought you were.

it takes a while for you to calm down.

but after small moments with them,

each and every time, they get closer to you.

closer to the prize that is yourself...

your personality. your looks.

everything is concealed within.

then, when you're done being shaken up,

everything is calm.

and what do you know, you get to touch their lips.

it was just a matter of being patient.

anticipation for that time,

when you get to taste that awesomeness.

and then it feels like everything was worth it.

if you don't wait, you just get a lot of carbonation in your face.

or up your nose.

and nobody likes that.

thank you kyle, for giving me inspiration,

by dropping your pepsi bottle in math class.