There it lies.
There lies my being.
It lies there, on the ground.
Do you see?
Do you hear them stomping over me?
I see it too, I cannot feel a thing.
They hold me in their hands,
Only to crush me in their fists
And I stand here, watching.
Watching them turn me,
Mould me
Dress me
Undress me
Touch me
Un-touch me
As they please.
I watch them, and I cannot feel a thing.
They put me in a cage
They’ll worship me they say
Do they love me though? I ask.
I am powerful, I’m told.
They tell me I’m powerful
As they clutch me by my wrist
They tell me I can rise above,
They bury my feet down below
They say they make the rules,
The rules of this game.
I stand here, watching myself be played for their shame
Do you see me playing along?
And I wait here.
Watching myself, playing along.
I will wait here
Until I turn the tide.
Until I break the mould.
Because I am powerful, I’m told.
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