I am the perfect hostage,
So delicate and small,
So bold in animation,
So malevolently tall,


I am the perfect stranger,
For you to seduce,
So nimble and elegant,
So oddly obtuse,


I am the perfect prey,
For you to pounce on,
So unaware of evil,
So happily staunch,


I am the perfect pawn,
To play me like a game,
So gullible, and easily satisfied,
So kindly reframed,


I am the perfect friend,
So kindly aware,
Standing by your side,
Making sure everything is clear,


But I am someone,
In which to rely,
For I can be those things,
If only you tried,


Or I can be the one,
You turn to, to cry,
A stranger who is used,
And then tossed aside,


I am the dispensable, human riptide,
A person inside, A soul to confide,
Someone to be engulfed in affairs,
But only a friend if you pressed to dare,
I am the dispensable