You treat me like I'm worthless
And act like it's nothing
Walk around here heartless
But I know you're hurting
Am I just to pass time?
To make you feel better about yourself?
You stole my heart like it wasn't a crime
Now I can't give it to someone else
Am I a toy, made to entertain?
Or a joke to make you laugh?
Lie to me because its a game
But I'm back at "Start"
I still chose to stay
What am I to do?
You still can't answer
What am I to you?
YOU ARE READING
LIFE, LOVE, SUICIDE by Dionne Miller
PoetryPoems and quotes about love, suicide, life... Written by me Note: I don't write with feelings and don't dare steal what's on here "Talent is a gift waiting to be opened"
