• Am I

    by  • November 8, 2016 • * Safe for Work *, Heartbreak • 0 Comments

    Am I not good enough for you?
    Are you repulsed by everything I do?
    Do you just hate how I look, or something more?
    Do you think I’m just a whore?
    Is it because I come on too strong?
    Or did I say something wrong?
    Even if you don’t like who I am,
    Why would you treat me like you don’t give a damn,
    About my feelings, or my life, or my simple well being?
    You just treat me like your little play thing.
    You drag me along, saying I look nice,
    Then you throw me out like a pair of dice.
    My heart is broken, I’m spinning ’round,
    My life has gone down, and hit the ground.
    And why, oh why, do you care?
    Because long as I’m out of your hair,
    At least I am not there anymore.
    Instead I’m lying dead on the floor.

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