He uses me. He chews me up and thinks he can spit me out. He feels like king of his world. But he couldn't be more wrong.
He plays with my feelings. He plants ideas in my head. He toys with my thoughts. But he couldn't be more wrong.
He eats at me. He spits me back out. He thinks he's winning. He uses me to his advantage. But he couldn't be more wrong.
He sits on his throne. His face with a satisfying smirk. Nothing could touch him. But he couldn't be more wrong.
I know him, he uses me, he thinks he wins every time. But he doesn't understand the sentence "Helpless damsel in distress uses manipulation." He hurts me and messes with me. But he doesn't realize that he's only scratching the surface. I feel accomplished. We are together, and he doesn't text or call or talk. He walked out, but he decided to apologize and come back. Why? Because I have him in my hand. He doesn't realize that he can't control me. He doesn't know that I'm controlling him. He tried to use me.... but I got him to text me. I got him t come back to me this time.He thought he could run away. But I've got him bound up tight.
People like him, who use people and hurt them just for their own game... they're messed up. Show me a game, and I'll teach you how to play. Because I'm a girl, it doesn't mean I can't kick your ass.
Keep that in mind next time you mess with someone. Especially someone who appears to be so fragile.
Looks are very deceiving.
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