My Artifacts

Five thousand minus five hundred, that’s you
I keep a small ticket, that’s with you
Hanging on my laptop, and always with me, that’s you
Small letters with picture of a hero, it's my first letter
Mug which made me ​​conflicting, it’s for you
Fake red roses, that’s some of my self-esteem
Sometimes I want to throw away,  

but in fact I still keep
In the meantime you can do anything in respect of goods that is in you, you can save, even you throw it
I should not be angry does not it?
And you can not protest if I still wanted to keep it,  

keep that artifacts ...