Why Do I Always Come Back?

You throw me away.
But I always gravitate back to you.
It's as if you're a magnet
and I'm a twisted, jagged piece of metal.

But I'm not as strong as metal.....
....I'm not even magnetic.

I'm like a boomerang when you throw me.
I always arc back to you, never full-circle.

But whenever I throw one it just flies straight and far away - am I doing something wrong?

I'm like a moth to your flame.
Drawn towards you,
burnt and left for dead.

But give me the tools and I cant even make fire.....
....Not even a spark.

You have a ball in your hand,
so why don't you throw me it?
I'll find it however far and wide you throw it.

But when I throw a ball, It always gets lost....
....Never to be found again.

Even if you locked me in a metal chest.
Threw away the key
and dumped me in a river.
I would still find my way back to you
God knows how...

But if I did the same
you would surely die in that crude coffin, because....
like plastic to a magnet, a stick and a stray dog with a ball.

You wont come back to me