After midnight

I'm only good for a midnight snack, I'm only talked to when their wanting someone assistant, they call me beautiful but he only likes my waste down. Sometimes I pretend I'm happy and going good but then after 10:00 they tears come running down my check like a small ocean . I'm only good enough without my clothes. My head is a dark place right now I'm like a ticking time bomb I can feel it coming 5,4,3,2,1 ... do you hear me I'm screaming loud and loud I'm not pretty enough I'm not smart enough I'm just not what you want . The worst part about it is I'm not good enough for anyone , no one has ever actually stuck around I mean my parents left , my family , everyone . I don't know what's wrong with me , why me I never hurt anyone in my life ; I feel like a small flower not even a flower a dried up plant in the big world being walked on . I'm a someone you talk to only when it's convenient for you . But this is the only thing I have to get you so I guess it's fine . I'm fine .