Your Toy

I put on my makeup, I curl my hair,
But deep down inside, I don't really care,

Just another stupid guy, who doesn't like me for me,
A kiss at the end is what he wants,
That's all he really needs,

He tells me he loves me, but really we both know,
He doesn't care about the inside,
He only wants the love to show,

He wants my love to show through my acts and motions,
But what he should care about is my real love and devotion,

Not the fake love that he wants us to share,
But the love of two people when they actually care,

Care about me, for what really matters,
Something must change, before this love shatters,

I'm being used, that's what it feels like,
If you go any further, that's your third strike,

I don't want to be treated like I'm your possession,
Your messing with me, is the cause for my depression,

Hug me, kiss me, hold my hand,
If that's all you want, I'm taking a stand,

Your love and my love are not the same,
All you want is the kiss in the rain,

I want the love that one should get,
When two people share moments they'll never forget,

I'm done with this, I'm not having it anymore,
I'm not your toy, that's not what I'm for

* Allora and Rachel*