Where do I belong?

Chains tighten,
around my wrist.
Movement,
slowly cut off.
Your holding me down,
trying to make me you.
Don't you see?
I'll only be me.

Hate me,
if you must.
It means,
nothing to me.
Tell me,
how horrible I am...
your not curing, your destroying.
Kill me,
with words from your mouth.
Poison me,
each day with how ungrateful I am.

I won't let you mold me.
You can't anyway.
I'm a glass thrown against the wall,
shattered.
Piece me back together as you think I should be,
But I'll only fit being me.

I will always be broken now,
with missing pieces.
You broke me,
for your own desires.
I'll never be the same again.
You tried to change me.

I once had a purpose but it's now gone,
and now I don't know where I belong...