| You are week Easily manipulated and pliable You could never say no You were a play thing A passing fad You never could stand up to me I knew that And i used that Now you are defending your vices And I've tossed you aside With all my other discarded toys |
| PLAYTHING |
| Some of my friendships are based on how far i can push someone. How far will they go under peer pressure. A sociology experiment of sorts. They always end with either my boredom or the reaching of their limits |