Used Poem by Jade Blaydes

I feel so used
And obviously confused
My trust has been severely abused
And the anger has been, some-what, reduced
I tried to make things right
All we've done lately is fight
I don't want to argue
I'm looking for a virtue
Something that will always make me feel better
A picture, a friend, one word, even a letter
But all I get is a 'used' tag to wear around my neck
I mean look at me, I am such an effing wreck
But you just stand there without a word about it
Thinking that you cared, but really all I do is doubt it
So, just let me cry myself to sleep at nigh
Thinking that maybe, just maybe, you could be right