My Love

I say every day that I love You,
Yet every day I feel abused.
I feel in my heart you love me too'
yet every day I feel so used.

Every day its the same battle,
Where I am the one with the loss.
I don;t see why love is such a hassle,
But I sit back and let you be the boss.

I used to be the strong one my friends relied on,
Now I am the one who needs a shoulder to cry on.

I say every day that I love you,
To make my brain believe this.
My heart also tells me too,
Something is terribly amiss.

Every day I sit here by myself,
Wondering how I lost the joy.
Looking at all my achievements on that shelf,
And knowing I'm nothing more than your toy.

I used to be in love with you but today I made up my mind,
I love myself too and will no longer leave that behind.

I say today somethings will be change,
If you love me you will agree.
All I ask is for you to exchange,
Some of your selfish ways--- for me.


-Brittany A. Benoit
    May 19, 2009