What If
What if?
I sit and wonder, What if?
If only I was not a toy to you.
I was a shiny toy who lost her luster.
I lost my affection from you.
I’m just a toy, an island of misfit toy.
You never really cared about me enough to want to fight for a future.
Just a toy discarded after minutes of play.
A little piece of plastic that was played with for a short while
Until you decided I’m bored and walked away.
My feelings, hopes, and dreams had no say in this.
Even though you would think because I was part of this mixture I would have.
But you never know how the world is going to turn
Good or bad, you lose all you have.
So why do I feel pain, in all of this?
Why do I wonder if ill ever stop loving you?
Why after all this pain I still want you?
After all you’re the one who discarded me.
You’re the one who didn’t want me.
So why do I wait, and wonder?
What if?
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