Used

As well as I know that birds sing their songs
I know that he is with me as we kiss
but with the new day he will be far gone
and will be off with another little miss

He hurts me less and less each time we touch
I wanted love from someone in this world
but I knew their words did not mean that much
he loved me no more than all other girls

I now have false love of no use to me
Yet I feel much more empty than before
so I cannot win, for I always lose
and every girl ends up with more

This boy is different from all other boys
He sees me as more than one of his toys

Shaw is making me....

Mrs. Shaw is making me write poetry for her class.

I have nothing better to do with it, so I'll put it up here

Enjoy