freestyle poems and ballads

poor signal.

I can't believe you.
I can't even begin to see where your thoughts are from.
You repay the others but leave me to suffer,
And I don't understand how to recover.
It's not about possessions or money,
I couldn't care less about what I'd be earning,
It's the sentiment of it all leaving me feel cheated and used.
What have I done to cause such abuse?
I give you my love and affection,
But you give it away like it has no connection.
Should I restart? Hit the power button?
Maybe something has gone wrong.
I'm unsure as to why,
But your love is far from that of a mum