One of Many

You are one of many.
"Don't worry 'bout me."
I'd say you made a dent;
hurt me just like the rest.
But in truth, I hurt myself
every god damn time!

I only love to love...

Doesn't matter who you are.
Doesn't even need to be real,
but it will feel the same
when you feel something deeper
for the someone else that's
bound to come, bound to fit.

I feel like a piece of meat;
pink and rare at first glance...
then green and iridescent
the second you don't want me anymore.

I seek out the perfect people
to never trust; to hell with a love life.

There's life without romance
there's romance without trust
and then there's you and I.

A girl to be dirt, that's me.