It was mine. What I had left of me.
Belonged to me.
Identified me as much as
My skin tone
My eye color.
I kept it locked in a treasure box
Hidden deep in the dark places
Of my being
Of course Pandora had to come and open it
Release my gift
Steal it away
And use it for her own
Left me feeling exposed and empty
Worthless
It's not special anymore now that everyone can look at you
And see what made me special
Doesn't matter anymore
If you can do it
If everyone can do it
FINE
Take anything you want from me.
Just take it all.
I can't do anything about it.
Can't you see I'm powerless?
Cracked open, nothing to keep to myself?
Just take all you want from me.
I'll just let you.
Not that there's anything left.