The worst thing I ever was,

Was poor.

Now I hoard money behind closed doors.

 

The worst thing I ever was,

Was empty.

Now I work my ass off to keep plenty.

 

The worst thing I ever was,

Was broken.

Now I better myself,

My memories a token.

 

The worst thing I ever was,

Was used.

Now my walls protect me from abuse.

 

The best thing that happened,

Happened in November.

Now I go back and vividly remember.

 

The worst thing I ever was,

Was yours.

Because you me feel that I was just that:

Yours.

 

And then you proved how much I wasn’t.