My One And Only Plea

My one and only plea

Is that you treat me as a friend

and not treat me like dirt.

I'm sick of it, I'm tired

of this continual hurt.

You show interest in me

then act like I don't exist.

As if I'm a toy that has no feelings

that you can toss around

and when you are bored of it

you can throw to the ground.

All I wanted was to be a friend

someone you could trust.

Someone you could talk to

when the world leaves you in the dust.

How long will this go on?

When will you treat me right?

What do I have to do,

to get you to see the light?

I'm tired of thinking about you

whenever I'm awake.

The image of you comes and goes

never giving me a break.

I'm tired of being stood up

Forgotten.

Used.

I have feelings too, y'know

So please...

stop leaving me angry and confused.

Maybe one day I'll learn

that you're not worth it.

But until that day comes

I'll never give up

I'll never quit.

I care about you so much

more than you'll ever see.

If only you cared for me as much

that is my one and only plea.