ANSWER
You never knew me at all
How dare you unravel me,
Please close my threads;
I feel so exposed
What did you see inside of me?
Is it something you find unpleasant —
like strawberries dashed in salt?
I wonder at what point when we were riding along
You became curious, You became aware,
that you began to look at me with your iced, beady eyes,
As a repugnant reflection — I am shameful
My greatest mistake was existing
Occupying a wasted life
And disappointing you
As I fade away.