Guys come and go, wanting a piece,
But they don't see the heart beneath.
Used for pleasure, like a doll to play,
All I wanted was love, not just a display.
I give my all, hoping for affection,
But all I get is a cold rejection.
Not a precious doll in their sight,
Just a disposable thrill, day and night.
Not a precious doll, cherished and sweet,
Just a dirty plaything, used and discreet
