Snidely

I was willing to sculpture you,
To refine you to a fault,
I still can’t fathom,
Neither can i comprehend,
What was it that i lacked,
Which value, part, piece of me,
Was at fault ?
Was flawed?
Was incompetent,
I got used to your tantrums,
I smiled at your unreasonable demands,
I’d laugh my ass silly,
The many times i was caught staring at you,
The sleepless nights i spent,
The days i was all spent up,
I was just but a merely toy,
To you i was nothing but a fool,