You can't touch me,

control me.

You don't own me,

so do me a favor, and don't fucking touch me.

You hurt me,

but being a softie,

I forgot all about it.

You said you cared,

yet you never call.

So tell me,

how's that caring?

I feel empty,

lonely.

Like a fucking Teddy bear,

no one loves me.

They'll just use me,

like a toy.

Then they'd dispose me,

like I wasn't there at all.

You say that's not true,

that you care.

Yet you end up leaving,

with the bitch next door.