by Teatart

I feel used
Thrown out like a piece of trash
Good enough one day
Insufficient the next

Of course I knew better
I knew who you were
But I allowed myself to believe
That somehow I was different

In my own desire to be loved
I opened myself up to abuse
And became merely a filler
For your own insecurities

So who should I be angry with?
Myself? You?
I know the answer
No matter how hard the truth

It’s me, it’s always been me

~ Sherrie Dyer


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