You do not own me (a poem)

You do not own me,

I am not a possession.

You do not own me,

I am not your trophy,

your crown,

the head above the fire place.

You do not own me,

I am not yours to do so.

I was never the possession, the crown,

the trophy.

I am not yours to train to behave like a performing tiger,

a well behaved dog.

I am not yours to manipulate, to control,

To tell what I should be doing.

I do not owe you anything.

I was never one to be controlled.

I do not owe you anything,

I was never a possession.

We do not owe you anything.

We are not the pawns in your game,

to be set against each other,

a grisly game of minds and emotions.

You will learn one day,

a soul should not be a possession,

nor something you own with pride.

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