Poetry of All Shades

I'm your putty

I’ve given up

Mold me into anything

Make me what you want

Manipulate me

I don’t care

Nothing hurts anymore

I’m not me

I’m what you want me to be

I’m nothing but putty

Being changed by you

Take advantage of me

I don’t mind

Lie to me

Obviously I won’t be able to tell

Tell me how ugly I am

I won’t respond

So I must not care

Make me your slave

I already am

I’m worthless to myself

I’m glad I can make someone happy