This is sad indeed! I read this as the desk being a metaphor for when we wipe away all of our own imperfections, or detach ourselves completely from our past. What made us who we are is forgotten. While it can be healthy for some people to start over in their lives and move on from what they've known, however they choose to move on, for others it can take away the voice they could have gained by accepting or living with the knowledge of the past. And all that comes with it. All the scars, mistakes, blemishes. No one has a perfect, pristine past. Also, when we act like someone we're not, just for show, we neglect the opportunity to be vulnerable. We put on a front, thinking it will move us forward, when there should be more appreciation in who we are and where we're at now in our lives.

This was well-rhymed and held a lot of meaning to me!

Well write as always. It's such a difficult decision to throw out or update the old but you can bet your life that as soon as you've got rid of something or changed it to the point of no return is when you realise you needed it all along just the way it was. A lovely thought provoking piece xx