Oh, is that all I am to you?
Do I really mean so little,
That you'll treat me as a child's toy?
As some kind of emotionless doll?
Oh, do I mean nothing?
Am I meant to give you my heart,
While you do with me as you wish?
Like some kind of emotionless doll?
Apparently I'm a waste of your time,
Well now you've proven yourself,
Just how little you cared,
If you ever cared at all.
All I will ever be,
All I ever was,
To you,
Was some kind of emotionless doll.
YOU ARE READING
Just A Mess
PoetryI'm not too sure as to what this is, but I often get bored and lost in my thoughts, so why not write them out? As I wrote I created poetic sentences, lines and phrases. So, I hope they can be enjoyed despite their mainly heavy topics. This book cove...
