You're the one who used me,
But i'm the one who's wrong.
You're the one who's selfish,
But I'm the one who's hurt.
I was the friend,
And you're the one who didn't care.
I'm the one who will remember the good times,
But to you I was just a pawn.
I don't like to be used,
but that didn't stop you.
You kept saying I was blind,
but I didn't think you were talking about you.
You wanted me to be positive,
but surrounded me with negative.
Kept saying I was worth something,
But treated me like trash.
I don't like to be used,
But that didn't stop you.
I was the friend,
And you're the one who didn't care.
I'll remember the good times,
But all you'll thinkg of me
is a pawn to be played
in your game of life.
You know who you are...
YOU ARE READING
Seashell in The Sand
PoetryThis is a collection of poetry about my life. The things I go through and the things I witness. Some are happy, some are sad, and some won't make any sense. Sometimes life doesn't either.