Shopper's list

So many people pass me by
Pushing along the isles of life
Their carts loaded down

I sit on a shelf inspected
And rejected
They don't see the good inside

Ha, I must admit as they read
My label it's rewritten by me
It's fiction on purpose

So you don't get past my cover
On this shelf in this lane of life
I sit

Waiting for my discerning shopper
To herd me in their bin
I long, hope and contemplate