Use Me

El mundo del humano se rige por intereses. Se mueve y maneja por ellos.

I feel like the only reason why someone would come and talk to me is because I've got something they need from me. Maybe I have a big sign on my face that says "Use Me, I'm Loving It" and I haven't noticed yet...

All I know is that I'm tired of being unable to trust people. I'm tired of being ignored, used and then left behind.