My Mistake Poem by angel lockheart

I thought that u were different,
I thought u really cared,
I thought there could be just one guy,
Who really loved me dear,
But to you I’m like all the rest,
An accomplishment, than an end,
You want just for yourself,
Something to make you feel such feat,
Then up on your wall of trophies I’d go,
But maybe I wasn’t Good Enough for that,
When I submitted to your charms,
Maybe you’d just make me a plaque,
Your name scrolled on the bottom,
An achievement for the most times,
Wow wait what’s that number?
Its getting kinda high,
When will you stop playing games,
And box up your “triumphs” on your shelf,
I don’t think you ever will,
So I have to leave you,
I hope I can erase the horrible memories,
With the good time that we had,
But that might not work,
Cause the one way out numbers the rest,
And the only question I have left is,
In all your accomplishments,
The “Success” you have made,
Was I a Gold,
A Silver,
Or a Bronze?