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.