I Am a Fidget Spinner
I wonder when some one will spin me
I hear people walking by me
I see people thinking which fidget spinner they want to buy
I want people to spin me
I am waiting for someone to spin me
I pretend to be spun
I touch metal and people that try me
I understand, “I’m not a color many people like.”
I say to myself someone buy me
I dream of someone buying me and bringing me to their home
