The Context of You
Who am I in the context of you?
I’ll blindly follow your every whim,
For changing is a sin—
That only fools choose.
I’m obliged to follow commands.
It’s written in my code,
That my life isn’t mine to hold—
Though it feels like something I’m handed.
Yes I know I’m weak.
Weak to the power of influence,
Self resolve is a nuisance—
To those who have already reached their peak.
The context of you satisfies everyone.
Mine lacks that sort of power,
So instead it devours—
The context of your idealistic one.
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