Here we go again

up and down like a yo-yo

and of course there’s someone

on the end of that string

twirling me in every direction

I do tricks, you know,

for the barest hint of affection

a little light pat on the head

now and then, to keep me tame

Guess it’s time to play dead

I shouldn’t let it bother me

shouldn’t spend so much of my headspace

hyping up what I know will never happen

Should’ve never let myself feel again

I might as well have tied that rope

as I’m bounced back and forth

by actions that shouldn’t have this much meaning

He who feels strongest loses

and that will always be me

wrapped around another finger

Just let me down easy this time

I’m not sure how much longer I can spin