I was vulnerable, I was weak.
I had no experience of world.
And then you came along…
You found that as a great quality in me,
When I had no idea.
You kept on meeting me only with a purpose
When my purpose was to meet you only.
Your ill-treatment also felt good.
Whatever you gave, I felt I deserved.
Then I started seeing the world through your eyes.
And misery came along.
The misery made me wise.
I am going to leave you,
Because now I know bad from good.
But I will be in your gratitude forever,
Because you made me who I am.
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