I never knew there were so many layers.
I mean what am I an onion?
The layers keep going,
I thought they’d run out when the core of the onion was reached,
but noooooo more are being found.
I guess I am one freaking big onion.
Oh and you know how onions are, they make you cry.
Oh and are you ready for this, check this out....
So this onion, it doesn’t seem satisfied with all the peeling, and all the tears.
I am reaching depths I never knew,
I feel like I am going down a drain, me and all the layers,
we’re riding a boat being swept into the vortex, peels are swirling all around.
I can barely see where i am going,
and the smell, don’t get me started.
I don’t even like raw onions, yet, that is what I have become.
I mean really, how about those earthquakes, they’re really shaking things up
Oh and Onions are smelly,
The layers are definitely smelly, yuck, so stinky, I want to throw them in the trash.
Is that where I will end up, in the trash?
I think I will buy a new bag of onions and swallow them whole,
so theres even more layers to be peeled.
Ha that would be funny,
just watch me turn into a big onion, and then a big pile of smelly layers.
I mean can’t an onion get a break?
And how am I supposed to see with all these layers flying around?