Poetic Verses Of The Manipulated Soul

Possession.

Is that what you think of me?
As an item….
Property….
A possession….
As yours?
I am none of those things.
I belong to no one.
Don't smile at me like that.
It's the truth.
Besides, if I was an item….
Property….
A possession….
I would never be yours.
I do not deserve this treatment,
That you are giving me.
I do not belong.