Used Poem by Isabella Afanasieff
Used
I feel like a toy
After being used
That you don’t want anymore
I feel hurt because
I’ve been abused
And pushed aside to ignore
I feel as if
I’m worth no more
Than every one night stand
No more
Than a broken piece of glass
Like you cant even hold my hand
I feel like I
Will never be good
Enough for someone nice
I feel like since
I have been used
Everything comes with a price.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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