Irrelevant.
That's how I feel when you speak to me.
You speak to me as if I'm nothing.
I feel worthless.
Like everything I say isn't good enough for you to understand.
Like I'm just a game to you.
The way you play me.
The way you lie to me and use me.
Playing with the strings of my heart like a child.
Tugging and laughing while I'm confused and in pain.
Breaking me down like building blocks.
I hold onto my last bit of hope, hope that you're in pain too.
But I look past your apologies and see in your eyes is a crooked grin.
I'm withering away, wilting like a flower.
The colors draining from the world..
From MY world..
