It may be Valentine's Day, but once again, I find no love, just salt.
You see,
I was taught at a young age,
You need to learn to love yourself before you can love anyone else.
Now a boy came along one day,
Made me believe in love myself.
But that love left me locked in a cage,
Unable to breathe, suffocating slowly,
Made to feel nothing but lonely.
I was trapped but not his only.
Just another doll on his shelf,
Not wanted and not needed, they say.
And I will never have a Valentine myself.
For one will ever stay.
I've become dependent and needy,
And it's all his fault.
Feb 14, 2016
Feb 14, 2016 at 8:29 PM UTC
It may be Valentine's Day, but once again, I find no love, just salt.
You see,
I was taught at a young age,
You need to learn to love yourself before you can love anyone else.
Now a boy came along one day,
Made me believe in love myself.
But that love left me locked in a cage,
Unable to breathe, suffocating slowly,
Made to feel nothing but lonely.
I was trapped but not his only.
Just another doll on his shelf,
Not wanted and not needed, they say.
And I will never have a Valentine myself.
For one will ever stay.
I've become dependent and needy,
And it's all his fault.
