Being Used

I listened to all of itand I believed in most of it, Theself-fulfillingprophecy is what got the best of me.. Always wanting to be cool, I let certain people use me like a tool.. They saw what i could do and they came to me for everything at first when i was shiny and new, But when i got rusty and my handle got loose That's when the rope came out and they walked me to mynoose.. They Laugh behind your back and smile to your face, It happens so fast, andIt doesn't take much when its your time to be replaced... Now that I'm on the shelve its easier to see how they use everyone else.. The funny thing is I think i knew all a long, but ididn'tcare, for those few moments I just wanted to belong