I once stood tall and confident and strong.
You brought me to the floor; belittled and scared.
I fear you the way circus animals fear their trainers.
Crack your whip! Once? Twice? Three times? Four?
Until I jump through your hoops flawlessly.

Bring me down.

Respect? Is that what you call it?
Love? Is that what it is?
Break down my walls just enough to damage me
and see what lies inside.
But not enough for anyone else to notice.

Two faces.
Both terrifying.
Which one is real?

Smile and bring me my meals
Frown and bark your commands.

Who are you? What am I?

Expect me not to retaliate; to look and feel happy.
Because you love me..

Love?
Is that what it is?