you are..
an empty little box, filled with old newspapers to the maximum, then closed up and wrapped up very very tightly. you are about to rip apart and explode. there is so much inside, so many words from these OLD newspapers. do they make a story these words? or they are just rambling? is the story a ramble, random, routine, everyday, average cliche story? or is it a real story?
you..the very filled box, is being thrown around, tossed around, and kicked around. you the box, is just a box, you can easily get burned, from a cigarette or just a finished filter if thrown near by.
This life is nothing but a newspaper that displays our entertaining melancholies, and sad stories to entertain and excite the reader. you better keep your old newspaper inside you Mr little, old, ordinary box!