I'm tired of being played with.
I'm not a toy
that you can use
to amuse yourself
when it suits you,
and can abandon
when you're done.
You can't just leave me
sitting on a shelf,
waiting for you.
You can't break me,
tear out my stuffing,
and then toss me out,
and buy a replacement.
I'm not your toy,
your plaything.
I'm no rag doll.
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This was more what I was attempting to say with the previous post.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Please Leave.
I looked to you for hope.
I tried to trust you
but it was all a waste
of time and effort.
You don't really care.
You're just waiting
for something better
to come along.
You laugh at me,
you think I'm naive
and that I don't know
what you're doing.
I do know.
I'm tired of wasting time
with you.
I'm looking for more
than you are capable of giving.
I need a change,
and that means leaving you behind.
I tried to trust you
but it was all a waste
of time and effort.
You don't really care.
You're just waiting
for something better
to come along.
You laugh at me,
you think I'm naive
and that I don't know
what you're doing.
I do know.
I'm tired of wasting time
with you.
I'm looking for more
than you are capable of giving.
I need a change,
and that means leaving you behind.
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