Como Un Juguete
I suppose from your memory I’ve Faded,
From your heart I never was a part,
Your lips never uttered my name…
I nothing but a stranger,
only another foolish puppet of yours.
A controlled figure that never failed to your request,
Of course I didn’t mind as long as you delicately used me,
Foolish of me to believe that I was cherished,
the one for you,
the one puppet you’d stick with.
I should have known a toy is meant to be played,
A tool to fulfill ones dreams and desires.
Id cut myself free from the grasping hand unfortunately my heart is threaded and sustained through the warm lies and false love that radiate from those giving fingers.
Live entirely to please the one who deserves not to be loved, or die knowing that one was not deserved to be loved.
.XI.
R.C-I.
