What Am I
Sometimes I wonder what I was to you.
Was I just a plaything or did you really love me once?
It is hard living each day questioning and doubting.
I put my heart out on a ledge for you and I watched as you slowly cut the ropes holding it back.
The dark depths were never a place I wanted to be, so why did I let you take me there?
Why could I not fight back?
Why did I not walk away?
I guess I was never strong enough.
I have always been weak.