Crash test dummy

This might sound a little bit funny, but it's true, I feel like a crash test dummy.
I'm sitting in a fast, clean, pristine new car.
"Built just for you. Please take her, she's yours."
I thought to myself...
persuasive you are!
This is unbelievable!
My heart is pounding.
I'm in love.
So I buckle up for safety. Getting ready to travel down that old road we call life.
I start her up, with a gentle turn of the key.
Slowly taking off...
Wait, who am I kidding?
I can't hold back any longer.
I push the pedal to the metal, let me see what she's got.
She glistens and rides beautifully.
We hit 80, 90, 100 miles per hour.
My adrenalin is rushing.
There's nothing but space, opportunity and smooth sailing here on out.
I'm, finally, happy with my life.
Then suddenly, out of nowhere, a wall shoots up in front of me. With no time to react I brace myself for the wreck I see coming.
And, in the blink of an eye, I felt like I was gonna die. Stopped dead in my tracks.
They could've just asked me to pull over, or warned me from the start.
"Don't get attached to this car because it won't be yours for long!"
Perhaps, I wouldn't have been driving so fast and the wreck wouldn't have shocking, damaging, surprising. Just, plain out, messed up!
But, that's what makes me a dummy.
Believing in fairy tales and happy endings.
When, in reality, I'm left here, once again.
Alone and empty because I was used like a crash test dummy.

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