Pygmalion, Pygmalion mold me
Tell me how to act and present myself
Invalidate my feelings, my beliefs and opinions
Impose your own draconian rule in my life
I cannot know what is right; I lack judgement
Destroy my privacy, my peace of mind
Stress me out anew so you feel heard
I am incapable of leading my own life
I should feel guilty and ashamed for attempting
My optimistic impressions of people are misguided
My gut and instincts have led me astray
Doesn’t matter how much I’ve learned and grown
I could have avoided my hard won independence in the face of acute hurt
That would be better for you
For in utter dependency you live and I must too


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