Broken, shattered,

Fragments of a boy,

His emotions being played with

Like he was some type of toy.

Don't you dare hurt him,

Let him be,

Why abuse his love,

When he could be with me?

Why steal him from me,

Just to knock him down?

Do you actually love him,

When I'm not around?

Showoff, coward,

You disgraceful excuse of a girl.

How could you pretend to love him,

When you knew he was my world?

We could have been happy,

But then you came around,

Batted your eyelashes,

And knocked him to the ground.

You won't dare help him up,

You won't set him free,

Yet when he needs help,

He comes crawling back to me.

I'm not vulnerable,

I don't want to be used,

"But you once loved me."

Is that a valid excuse?

I don't want to be a second choice,

I don't need this stress,

So boy, get up on your own feet,

And figure out the rest.

  © Lightning_Stryker 2016