At the rummage sale of my soul

With my bones
so carefully arranged  
My memories enticingly displayed    
My dreams and desires,  
hates and fears  
are just two for a dollar  
Shoppers pick and choose  
and bargain me down,  
until I give myself away  
Is this the value of my life,  
just pennies on the dollar?  
the sum and total  
of a life spent looking for love  
and in finding it  
to just give it all away  
Thinking my life is priceless,  
never realizing  
it's a buyers market  
I make this solemn vow,  
to find my worth  
within our humanity  
and never sell myself cheap  
at the rummage sale of my soul