You decided I must be born - I was.
You decided I shouldn't shed tears - I didn't.
You decided I was your punching bag - I complied.
You decided I would grow unattended - I grew.
You decided to shower me with abuse - I listened.
You decided my talents were worthless - I nodded.
You decided my spotless skin was ugly - I agreed.
wingless shelterless abandoned bleeding depraved joyless
I look at you
It was never me. It was you.
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