The bottle is empty for now
A generous amount of tears help a lot
The bottle has a crazy shape
Tapering at neck
When grabbed gives a feeling of
Squeezing a human neck.
The bottle is made of glass
When it's too full
It shatters hard and s-l-o-w
Motion inflicts pain
That's how you actually feel it.
The shattered glass is magic
After the tears evaporate
pieces join itself,
We are back to where we started
The bottle is again,
Empty For N-O-W.