I Am Cool, But Not Real Cool
Open and close, open and close
The same action goes on
I breathe out cool air
Your dearest desires
And appalling items
Stored in this wonderful box
Curiousity and Happiness,
my two most expected reactions when open
I carry as much as you want
You take and also put in
It's a nice cycle
I'm very reliable if you ask me
Disappointment is then seen
Am I empty..?
That can't be, I could've sworn-
Sad and Frustration,
my most feared reactions
The feeling of being useless hurts me
Fortunately, I get re-filled
More variety, so many smiles I encounter
Open and close, open and close
Yes, I'm at it again
Most would think I can't feel
However, they're wrong
I can't show it, being inanimate,
But I do carry hidden emotions
I am a refrigerator