You are all alone, they say,
The last oasis in the sand.
No one comes searching your way,
Until they need a helping hand.

You are like a broken shard,
they mortify you because you’re cracked.
they think you are easy to discard,
But don’t hesitate to use you when attacked.

You are a dummy, still and emotionless,
They treat you with disdain
and burden you with their pain,
But when it’s your turn to express,
they leave you; again.

They hurt you,
They make you cry.
You get anxious and depressed,
you struggle while they enjoy.
Then you get up,
And again they come running by,
but this time you know your worth,
so you bid them goodbye.