commodified

Nine months before you were born
you was commodified
Daddy, Mommy, Gram and Gramps too
didn't measure what was in it for you

Every friend who let you in
you was commodified
Calculating how it would appear
having you close, having you near

Each lover who made you sigh
you was commodified
Ever looking you over to see
"What's in this for me?"

Once you figured out the game
('round the age of two)
The world gained one more
commodifier - guess who?

But the worst day you ever knew
your whole barbaric life through
came the day you bought the depravity
The day you commodifed YOU