Play Toy
Crushed or broken,
Those are two strong words,
But that's how I feel
Knowing that there's a "her".
I wouldn't have thought
that you were attached
I thought that any man I wanted
I would attract.
But you've proved me wrong
And crushed me as well
Who can I run to?
Who do I tell?
I just sit here thinking
what could have been
If only you would have let us discover
That we could have been more than friends.
But I guess it's for the best.
And I wish you lots of joy
Unless this is a test
And you'll still take me as your play toy?