Unused potential

My life till now has been wasted potential. Or more correctly, unused potential. Like a dedh-volt battery lying in an unused torch I haven’t been able to use my energy and ability to provide light, if not for others, even for myself. Due to some reason which I do not remember I have been pushed under the darkest of the farthest corner of the shop. My only companions are cockroaches and ants. A friendly little mouse rocks me back and forth when it tries to nibble the plastic switch off the torch I’m in. Other than that I lie still. I do not know how long I have been lying here. I don’t know how much of my energy is still left. All I know is that I’m in the wrong place. All I know is that I have to get out of here. I’m waiting for the day when the shopkeeper will find me, look at me, check if I’m still working. That day I will brightly shine into his face and lighten up his shop and it will be the happiest moment of my life. I have waited long in this damp dark corner. If I can now only push, push the torch into rolling out in the open. Help me little mouse. No I must learn to do this on my own.