What Am I?
December 8th 1994
What am I ?
What am I to you?
Am I a rag doll, a toy to play with, then throw away?
Am I a toy car, to sit idly by until you want me?
Am I a security blanket you hold tight in the comfort of your room, but are embarrassed to have in public?
Or am I a person?
One with feelings.
One who does not want to be a rag doll.
One who does not want to sit idly by waiting for you to notice me.
What am I to you?