None can steal my passion or dreams

This is very superficial poem, about people in general trying to steal your dreams, use them to rejuvenate yourself like bird phoenix

I did not sell my dreams to you

I did not sell my emotions and passion to you

I did not share my sweetest memories with you

I did not travel with you in my journey

Hey, why are you acting like you are my boss

Who gave you permission to manipulate my positive energy

Who are you or what do you think who are you

Tell me, frankly on my face what are you

You are not nice to me all these two decades

That is what i perceived, I can be wrong

You were not nice to my life partner who was struggling to survive

Who are you in my life

I did not sell my dreams to you

I did not sell my passion to you when I was weak

You do not even have the label as my immediate family

You did not step in when I needed most

I am pretty sure, I am not willing to sell my dreams and passion to you