She made me look like I was beneath her

She made me look like I was beneath her
She made me see the difference between us
She made me realize how impossible it was for us to be friends
To her I was a servant, To me she was a master
I did not blame her for we both came from two different parts of the world
Yet amongst the difference we were at the same place
Maybe me meeting her was shaping me for my future
I did not blame her for she didn't know what she was doing
Some people are bad for a reason
This to me was a lesson that people are the same regard less of their standards.
She made me look like I was beneath her..
©khanya