You seem bored to talk to me infront of your friends,
Like I'm not as cool or something,
You don't see me at school, not that you seem fazed,
Am I not good enough?
You mock me for not doing the same things you do,
Am I suppose to be another clone?
You put me down for not being adventurous,
Am I suppose to act like I'm having fun?
You make me think I'm wrong for having my opinion,
Am I suppose to go against my own feelings?
You wonder why I don't talk to you,
Am I suppose to do to you what you don't do to me?
You had me believing I wasn't worth more, but I am,
Am I suppose to lay down and be stepped on?
You... believe it or not are the best thing in my life and I love you no matter what,
And although I don't really feel it that much I know you love me too,
But lately I feel like an old toy,
Cast to one side until you feel like playing with me one day,
I'll sit here and wait, gathering up dust,
Until you decide to keep me or through me away,
Please let me know soon cause I'm tired of being battered,
bruised and broken on inside, but you can't see,
So when you open your eyes to look around,
When you notice I'm missing, come find me.
