Nothing
you play with me,
like i'm your toy.
one day,
i'm everything to you.
the next day,
i'm nothing.
you throw me about,
because you know,
you can.
you use me
for your pleasure,
because you know
i'll always be there.
you walk by,
seeing me sitting there,
just waiting for you.
and yet,
you run off laughing,
because you know,
you're my everything...
and i'm your nothing...
date written: october 2001
Email: bizkitchic29@hotmail.com
