[Lyric] ​scissors poem (thisismecrying10)

[Verse 1]
I’m sitting here, hoping to be used
I said, “please use me!” but Bhavya refused
And every time that Bhavya walks by
I always feel the urge to cry

[Verse 2]
Bhavya put me somewhere on a shelf
And I’m just sitting here, hugging myself
Then one day, Bhavya looked for me
I waved my hands and said, “I’m over here!”

[Chorus]
Bhavya found me!
As you can see
I’m so happy!
I’m free!

[Outro]
Today, we are best friends
I’ll be with Bhavya until the end
Now I’m sitting on her desk
Waiting to be used all over again