I Was…I Am

I used to be an object

Inanimate.

I was fought over, pulled under;

I came with a tag, a name

A price at which I could be bought

For the sake of belonging

I was a gift, I was valued

And I knew who i was.

But now i am human,

I am not meat to fit in

But to stand out

I am not who I claim to be

At no price will I belong

I may be alone, a stranger

But I’m human

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