This Is Trash

It's not what's hurting the most
that you decide to put me on hold
It's how you just disappear
without saying anything
like I am not even a person
just a toy you can pick up
whenever you please
Hold me 
  when
   you
  feel like it
I almost had a small shard of trust
Lucky me it broke before growing any bigger
Still thinking stupid like
  why am I so easily disposable
  why am I always the second choice
Kindly waiting here on my box when you get back