I am tired of being disposable.
I am tired of being filled to the brim with secrets and late night phone calls and then tossed away like garbage, like our friendship was never real.
I am tired of being the person that is spoken over in every conversation, like my words are just swept up by the wind in a snowstorm, unheard and meaningless.
I am tired of being talked to to fill your boredom until something better comes along.
(I am tired of being inadequate to every other person)
I am tired of having kisses trailed down my body, and having those same lips say goodbye so soon, because I am not enough to stick around.
I am ******* tired of being disposable.
Dec 11, 2014
Dec 11, 2014 at 12:17 AM UTC
I am tired of being disposable.
I am tired of being filled to the brim with secrets and late night phone calls and then tossed away like garbage, like our friendship was never real.
I am tired of being the person that is spoken over in every conversation, like my words are just swept up by the wind in a snowstorm, unheard and meaningless.
I am tired of being talked to to fill your boredom until something better comes along.
(I am tired of being inadequate to every other person)
I am tired of having kisses trailed down my body, and having those same lips say goodbye so soon, because I am not enough to stick around.
I am ******* tired of being disposable.
