Manipulator

How fragile we all are Words break our souls Until we have nothing to endure Still we come back, asking for more, " Use, me, want me, because that makes me feel needed." Who do you think you are, taking my feelings for granted? You twist and turn until I become unhinged. I am only good now, never when I am in need. I now know people like you, and I avoid you. You steal whatever bight light once shone through me. You eat people like me for breakfast. Shame on you and shame on me for trusting you... I will never be hurt again, my mind has totally opened.