Using Me Poem by Umbre MoonOkami

Using me
You made me bleed
I confessed my love to you
And you buried me
Using me

Using me
Was your loving quarrel
No fait in you
Not no more to me
Using me

Using me
I thought you loved me
And you broke my wings
I was too blind to see
Using me

Using me
Just a tool to you
Nothing more than that
I was flying and then you shot me down
Using me

Using me
Nothing more than a doll
To be played with,
To be thrown away,
To be burned,
Your just using me.