Broke the peace

I was like a piece of cake, and you had a plate of many desserts, but you ate everything else and just tossed me into the trash later when you found new desserts. I was always your last resort, and I didn't retort. You treated me like a jerk, but somehow, I just moved on. You didn't care. You broke the peace with me, and I'm no longer free. I'm trapped in a circle of questions like why? am I not worthy?