Do I really mean so little
That you can just walk through me
I feel so hollow
An old empty barn
Only cobwebs inhabit me
Reminding me of my former glory
Reminiscent of when I had purpose
Of when I gave something of value
Being taken advantage of, in my life,
Is as common as blinking
Blinking eyes of a souless baby doll
Lay me down, I'll sleep
Pick me up, I'll gaze up at you, transfixed
What am I doing wrong?
Why am I not in control?
You were the last, that one
That one who makes me ache
And glance over my shoulder
In constant insecurity
My eyelashes flutter
I twitch at the shiver running up my spine
I love how you make me feel, in this moment
But a manic worry flows through me
I know no one's love will ever last, for me
I'm not worth it
No one wants something broken
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