My Life is Just One Big Burrito

They sat there as I wept,
Obviously seeing why I was crying,
But ultimately not knowing why.
My burrito had reached maximum capacity
And was now falling to pieces.
What had been a small tear in its tortilla
Had grown into something as wide as the night sky.
They sat there in silence not understanding
That as I looked into that busted burrito,
I saw my life.


(True Story... Damn those Chipotle people)