A mystery can

My diary,I'm sure you are fine today. I opened a can today. It was filled with loads of revelations. It is a mystery can. I have always
suspected this can. The can was beautiful and well adorned. But I was suspicious of its content.

I had wanted to know why the can was the delight of every merchant,and the place of rest for every bird that lurked. And soon I began to realize how true it is; all that glitters are not gold.

I will not waste my time anymore around this can. No,I think it would be an effort in futility. Should I dispose you or keep you as
an antiquity? Only the days ahead will let me know!