What was I to you?
Just an old toy
cast aside when something’s new,
something better, something true,
the one that fits you.
What am I to you?
Were all those words
just a lie,
a way to get by,
leaving me to wonder why?
Did I ever mean a thing,
or was I just passing by,
a forgotten thing?
Vol. #4 / 20
Quite spooky, Happy Halloween 🎃👹
-Author
