201: Toys @ 12.52 am
She’s not your toy to play with as you please,
She’s just a little girl who enjoys a light summer breeze.
In fact, none of the people here are your toys
And neither are your friends, the backyard boys
You use people for your own benefit
Then you throw them away, into this cavernous pit
Made for the toys you discard
Made for the people who shatter like shards
I’m not your toy either, young boy
I want to be loved, feel the sense of joy
That comes with young love
But the gods laugh at me, especially Jove.