I have no personality.
I can become whatever you want me to be.
Mold me, shape me,
Whatever you desire.
I can be water, soil, or fire.
If you need support,
I'll be your own cheerleader.
If you need to plant,
I'll be your garden-weeder.
If you need something funny,
I'll tell you a joke.
If you just need a friend,
Here's my shoulder, I'm your bloke.
I can be whatever you desire,
But I will always be a pathological liar.
I'm lying to you, and I'm lying to myself.
I don't know what I am,
But what you make of me isn't true.
I may not be anything, but I am me, and I can't be you.
I am just a bag of bones walking in this world.
I conform to society because I am just a lonely girl.
I have no personality,
I can be what you desire.
But when I get home,
I am numb.
Nothing can bring me back to life,
Not even water, soil, or fire.
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