you don't care about me

Do you enjoy hurting me?
You act like I’m all you see,
But then you leave me all alone
To talk to that girl who’s always shone
You like her, I can tell
And she likes you as well
What chance have I got?
I don’t have a lot.
I’m not pretty or funny,
I just bounce around like a little bunny.
You don’t care about me.
I’m just someone there, conveniently.
I guess I should just give up,
I’ll probably just mess-up.