"At Your Service"
If it pleases you,
Gouge out my eyes
But don't change who I am.
Break my legs,
Shatter my spine,
But don't take away who I am,
Who I am with you.
Rip the beating heart from my chest,
Sear my lungs with poison,
Peel away my skin like dry paper,
But don't take away what I have,
Don't take away what I have in you.
Riddle my broken body with bullets,
Beat me till I can't be recognized as human,
Maim, cripple, destroy, hurt, but please I pray,
I want only this one thing,
To stand and not give in, not ever give in,
To be what you want me to be,
As it pleases you.