I sit

Here I sit lonely and cold, Cause this ride has gotten so old
I pretend Im ok but truth be told, Im scared of how each new day will unfold
You broke me down and began to mold, made me suffer if I acted too bold
All I wanted was one to love and hold, A man to treat me like i was gold
Because of you my life has been rolled, Leaving me feeling as if to you I was sold
-Cyn

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