Until I’m Told
I wonder can I be a friend,
With one whose will has mine replaced?
I guess the answer will depend,
On just what best will suit your taste.
So I will wait until I’m told
Just what it is I am to be.
Possession? Friend? Neither? Two-fold?
I know that it’s not up to me.
It is a complicated thing
I find I have embarked upon,
Where collar substitutes for ring,
And old conventions now are gone.
I guess I will just have to wait,
Until you tell me what’s my fate.





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