How Can I Best Serve You

Somehow I got lost
inside your sexuality...
dick struck and
disoriented I...
found my identity
in you...and I
allowed you to dictate
who I was to be to me...
and you expected me to
evolve with your mood swings...
one day offering me that ring
on bended knee...
matrimonial promises
of forever and an etrnity...
the next day looking
down at me...degradation of my
femininity...
expecting me to
stay on my knees...
no balance in this
world of yours...in this...
living hell where
you stand atop your own
echelon and I
have to be a
different girl for you
at the drop of a dime and I
feel as though I'm
living a life of
forced schizophrenia...
never knowing when my
personalities will change...
for you have...
taken control of the
receptors in my brain and I
find that I
don't even know
who I am anymore...
simply know that
no matter which girl I may be...
there's one thing I will surely do...

I will always ask...

how can I best serve you?