Why do I keep doing this to myself? Letting people use me. They use me for sex, or as a back up plan, or as someone they can hang out with when no one else is around. Why do I keep letting myself get used over and over again? I never learn. They don't want me, they just want to take what they can from me and leave. Then they go back to their lives and I'm let alone, broken, and spiraling out of control. But no one sees that, because they don't care. All they care about is taking what they can get from me, as long as they're happy they don't care. As long as I'm there the next time they need me, its good. Maybe I won't be there the next time. Maybe I'll find someone who wants Mr for me, not what they can get from me. But who am I kidding? If you call me, I'll be there. Broken pieces and all, but I'll collect enough of them to make myself while enough to make it to you. So don't worry, not that you ever do.
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