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What You Made of Me
<p>Maybe I was never meant to be choosen, only noticed.</p><p><br/></p><p>A glitch in the landscape that caught your eye.</p><p>I stood there,</p><p>a body learning how to obey without instruction, </p><p>Until my lungs forgot their purpose </p><p>and breath became yours.</p><p>Sights became yours. </p><p><br/></p><p>You found me buried beneath years of rot and called it potential.</p><p>You dusted me off like something abandoned that still had use, </p><p>and my ruin mistook your curiosity for warmth.</p><p>I opened.</p><p>God, I opened.</p><p><br/></p><p>You built me slowly.</p><p>Not out of love, but the way hands pry apart </p><p>a broken clock just to see if the gears still turn.</p><p>You adjusted my fractures.</p><p>You measured my reactions.</p><p>You watched me bend and called it growth. </p><p>And I starving, obedient </p><p>became whatever shape kept you interested.</p><p><br/></p><p>You were gentel the way fire is gentel at first.</p><p>Soft light. Low heat. </p><p>Then deeper. Then permanent.</p><p>I began to leak, piece by piece, </p><p>disappearing in ways no one could see.</p><p>I no longer recognised the boy I had been, </p><p>he was just scrap metal you used </p><p>to reinforce the frame. </p><p><br/></p><p>And you, </p><p>You never loved me.</p><p>You studied me.</p><p>I was never a person, I was something unfinished.</p><p>Something to fix.</p><p>Something to shape until it resembled whatever you needed that day.</p><p><br/></p><p>And when I no longer changed ,</p><p>When I stopped breaking the way you liked,</p><p>You let me sit there,</p><p>Compelete,</p><p>and useless.</p><p><br/></p><p>So no, I was not loved.</p><p>I was construcated.</p><p>And when the work was done, </p><p>You walked away from site,</p><p>leaving me behind like a project </p><p>You no longer needed to finish. </p>
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