I only see what you want to show me.
I only hear what you want to tell me.
I only know what you want to teach me.

I do only what you want me to do.
I think only what you want me to think.
I am only what you want me to be.

All I want is for you to love me.
All I ask is to be yours.
All I have to give you is my soul.


Note: yet another poem that came from parts unknown... I wrote it during Vet Science class, and I just don't know where it came from. *I* certainly don't think this way. Am I externalizing other personalities here?

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