Disclaimer: I do not own Inuyasha, although I wish I did. On the other hand, this poem, of course, is all me.
What Am I to You?
What am I to you?
You treat me as if I am a slave,
A thing.
Am I your slave?
Or am I a trophy to show off to your friends?
Am I just a thing to you?
Am I something to replace a void?
Am I a pack mule
To carry you and your burdens?
What am I to you?
What do you see when you look at me?
Do you just see some girl?
Or do you see nothing?
What am I to you?
I don't want to be a slave,
A thing,
A trophy,
A replacement,
A pack mule,
Some girl,
Or nothing.
I just want to be your lover.
A/N: This is my first fiction so don't blame me if it's horrible. Okay that was stupid. Of course they should blame me. Anyways, I originally wrote this poem when my dad and I got into another argument, and I just got mad and wrote this poem. I thought that using this poem would make an okay first fiction. Sorry if it's a little short though. Please RR, and please be honest in the reviews. Flames are always accepted. Thanks for your time.
