You think I'm yours.
Yours to use,
Yours to abuse.
You think I'll always be around.
Around for your fun,
Around for it all.
You think this is fair.
Fair to me,
Fair to you.
You think this doesn't hurt.
Hurt to feel this way,
Hurt to not have whats there.
Guess what, you think wrong.
I want to be yours, but am not.
I am not going to be around forever.
I do not feel the fairness of us.
I do feel the pain of this devestating hurt.
