You have a very funny way
Of making me feel so loved
So cherished, so important one moment
Then in the span of a moment
Making me feel cheap and used the next
But oh how I love you
Love the way I obsess and crave
Enough to destroy my sense of self
All for you
Would you like that?
If you don't,
It's too late
I'm the perfect little doll
Sitting on your shelf
For you to pull down whenever it's play time
And to put away
When boredom crosses your mind
Another notch in the belt
Another broken mind conquered
Another warm body laying next to you
