One Man's Trash

I've had enough of all this clutter, its driving me mad
So many useless items strewn about this drawer
Wasted space could be of better use for more important things  
   
Trash, wrapper, wrapper, loose change....wait  
   
I remember this picture, it was my first day of kindergarten  
I met my best friend that day, I had almost forgotten  
Oh, how times change when age takes hold  
   
A broken flashlight, more change *sigh  
   
"Hey, that's where you've been!"  
The pocket knife grandpa gave me, I still have the scar to remember it  
No sooner did he tell me to be careful, I cut my finger  
I miss the old man  
   
Trash, trash, do I not know what a garbage can looks like?  
   
Ah, my first homerun ball  
It was so hot that day, and my hair was full of dirt  
I still remember how the bat felt hitting the ball  
My teammates cheers still echo in my mind    
   
Ew, what did I have have that was sticky in here?  
   
"Oh, why did I keep you?"  
I never got a chance to give you to her  
You would have looked good around her neck  
I spent months looking for you, but you'll never see her smile  
   
Well, that takes care of all the trash  
   
I guess I was more disorganized than  
anything  
So many important memories mixed in with the clutter  
I feel the swelling ocean I'm my mind revert  
to serine seas  
   
This will be my special drawer from now on