Face now stained with salt trails
I want to yell!
I care soo much
And all you are worried about is your lunch!
What am I to you?
It seems as if nothing.
Threw me to the side like a used rag
And I hate you for that!
You took a piece of my heart
And didn't look back.
So here I sit
Wondering what might have been
People say you're stupid for it
Taking for granted what you could have had.
At least I went out on the limb
Getting hurt was my risk
So for all of those out there reading this
Go and take that risk
Or you'll never know what you might have missed.
The Risk