She loved me when I was beneficial.
Then she dumped me when I was mentally crippled.
I said I needed her and I truly meant it.
Maybe I was dumb or slightly demented.
I wanted someone to care for, someone that made me truly
feel.
I was scared that I might have it, but the fear had some
appeal.
I fought with tooth and nail against the ones who said they
cared.
For my troubles I am left with naught but disrepair.
I can’t even hate you! All I have is a single tear.
Perhaps it’s because there is no trace, just memories of
when you left me here.