Toy

So I thought you were my friend,
But then again,
Maybe not anymore.
Because yeah, my feelings are your toys.
Yours to play with or maybe destroy.
Yours to play with or maybe ignore.
You’ve found a new toy,
She’s better than me.
A new model,
You were first in line to get it.
You like to play with her when I’m right there.
You like to play with her, I don’t even get a stare.
Sometimes I want to think I don’t care.
But sometimes I wonder how I can bear.
How I bear the feeling,
My heart twisted inside.
Withering away,
And breaking in time.
From seeing you all over her.
I try to lure you back to me,
But it never works.
And basically,
They make me look like I have too many quirks
Oh, don’t mind me,
I’m just breaking inside.
If I ever said I was happy,
I probably just lied.