Don't Call Me Useless

Let me be kindling for your hate

I can be the scapegoat for your insecurities

Allow me to be your martyr in the eyes of your jurors 

Think about it

I could let you bleed me

I would let you beat me

I can be your object

If you took my skin I'd make a fine winter coat

Bathe in my blood and be reborn a new

Don't call me useless though

With my body there is so much to do.

SJM 2014