What You Made Me

You stare at me,
Disgusted by how I look,
I Am What You Made Me.

You talk behind my back,
Making fun of me, because I’m different,
I Am What You Made Me.

You go and talk to your friends,
And leave me behind, the outcast,
I Am What You Made Me.

But what did you make,
A over flowing vortex of mixed emotions,
A being unlike no other, with no emotions at all,

I Am What You Made Me,
And what you made is,
A Lost Soul