I feel like I am overused,
like words we speak-no,
we all feel this way, a lot.
When your friends misplaced
you on a shelf, where you,
are left to be a display,
not spoken but not talked to.
You are the one, who is there,
for one person who ends up,
turning their backs on you.
Ignoring you, till they need you.
I have felt, this way since,
I was placed on a shelf.
To be a show, to be broken.
I needed my friends there,
but they forgotten me,
as they left me on their shelf.
I once too had feelings.
But they forgotten me.
I feel like I am overused, like words we speak-no, we all feel
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Nov 23, 2014 9:19pm
