Fool.

Little did you know how much I loved you.

Then I awoke from my foolish fantasy and saw what you have done to me.

Bruised up left and right, screamed at, taken controlled of.

You started owning me as if I was your pet animal. Then if I hadn't done what you wanted I knew what I would be getting that night.

Next morning I would have to hide all the truth away with lies.

Going to school, playing dolls was about it.

I had to become plastic and perfect so no one would get hurt or in trouble.

I loved you so much that I would cover your tracks up for you, yet you still didn't find me great enough.

I was never good at understanding what true love was because I've never felt it, so you took advantage of that and threw me around when you wanted.

Then when you actually helped me and said you "loved me" I felt completed, even after the beatings you gave me.

But the day I saw you with someone else was the day I broke.

I felt as if I had given everything up for you. But I wasn't good enough apparently.

Once the rumor went out, you wanted another chance with me.

I did.

This time. I almost died in your grasp.

I had given you myself so you could stay with me.

But you had broken me so much that I became worthless...

I became and old torn up broken toy no one wanted.

I'm just in need of a true feeling of love and comfort.

The reason why I let everyone who comes my way, in so easily I guess.

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"Fool me once, shame on you; Fool me twice, shame on me."