I sent you a cry for help.
In pain both physically and emotionally.
Sick as a dog.
Feeling hopeless and morose
Alone with my demons
Wanted to know you cared for me
I wanted to debate the universe with you
I wanted to be hugged
I wanted to be told everything was fine

Instead you made *** comments about my body and got insulted when I asked you to listen.

Down the drain all the "I love you" I got went.

What happened?

Last I checked I wasn't only a toy to you.
Or was I.