Trophy

How many times did i meet someone to find I was just a trophy for friends and job.
Who I was and the things that meant something to me, were of no use to you,
as long as I looked good when you needed me to be.
My problems or issues weren’t to arise, it wasn’t part of the package
you thought you did buy.
But feeling like a piece of brass, melt me down fast, cuz I’m not a trophy anymore.
I’ve been scorned and now I’m forwarned of the pain it causes me
even when I love how you make love to me.
It ain’t real and sooner or later, the truth comes out, I’m not perfect and I can have a mouth.
So trade me in for another trophy once again. That’s why I’m jaded,
and my skin is thin.
I need somebody who sees all my burns,bruises and ills, yet loves me still,
for who I am on the inside, then the beauty makes its way to give you all the pleasure you pray. But most won’t see that goodness inside of me because the barbs are up and everyone is suspect to use me up and leave me dangling,
as if I were a trophy to throw in a box when you are through.
I hope I get past these hard knocks and find someone who will love me and my mind.
One who will love me, battered and bruised, cuz there’s some beauty in these shoes.

Trophy

maxx

Elizabethton, United States

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