I'm Not Your Rag Doll

Suffering a heartache two years in a row because of your friend is the worst feeling ever. A knot in my throat while speaking causing me to choke. You knew my feeling for both guys I liked and nearly loved, but you went out with one and the other moved too soon before you could do anything about your crush. My point is that you betrayed me, you used me, you knew my feelings and still threw them away into the dust. You stepped on me crushed me and I'm sick of being your worthless rag doll. No more.