left wondering where i stand (poem)

if all i wanna be is respected loved, cared for treated like something instead of some dumb whore if all i wanna be is respected why is that so hard its so easy to just let me stand instead of throwing me around like a punching bag if all i wanna be is respected why dont my feelings count i really hope one day ill figure it out im left unanswered, like every other day im left in the dust, covered in kicked up hay im left abandoned, wrote over, discarded im left as something people dont want, disregarded i dont want to be left i wish i could move but if i take one step ill get hurt by someone i love i wish i could confront them about everything ive been through but id rather keep them close than lose them, too i guess ill just be a punching bag i guess ill just be there i guess ill just be their therapist with nothing left to share i guess ill just be the one listening i guess ill just spare my patience i guess my patience is depleting from my emotional wear and tear