Under the special menu. *contest*

What was it you saw in me?
Was it my eyes, my hair or my face?
Why did you do what you did to me?
Why'd you put on me so much disgrace?

Like you opened a book with so many people to choose,
and yet you decided to choose me.
And no one else can see the pain,
that you've allowed me to see.

What was I so special sweety?
I'm really dying to know.
From all the people why’d you choose me?
Did I do something to make your real face show?

Was I the clam and the lobsters?
Or was I the pork chop?
Either way you devoured me,
You erased me from bottom to top.

And now I’m left to be a nothing,
Fading away all alone.
Because you were one of my greatest teachers,
True pain to me you have shown.

Yet after everything was done and gone,
I still am left with a question.
A question to which the answer may be unknown,
Which until now I was afraid to mention.

Why did you pick me?
Why did you do what you do?
When you read the list of people did you make a blunder?
Or was I under the special menu?