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.