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I’m not an object
I’m not something to adore
I won’t sit in silence
While you patronize me again.
I couldn’t find the words to speak
But I wanted to tell you to stop.
I starved myself for this affection
I’ve settled for nothing more
Than a shallow imitation of love,
One-dimensional, empty, unsatisfying.
My worth means much more.