I Was Created To Be You
You cannot relate
to my pain-
molded by fires, created
through some ultimate desire.
A mold,
I was left to fill your desires
and when it did not work,
I was told to simply
“get over it.” My world
is torn asunder; my life
unraveled.
Years of work and effort made
to seem like less than
the step forward it truly was.
All because it didn’t work
for you? Was I never considered
in your equation? Was I even ever
a variable?
Lots of these things,
I will never, ever know,
but one thing’s for sure:
I may have to spend the rest
of my life defining myself.
