The Dark Side Of Pursuing Approval

'I am Me! '
She screamed.
Gone into the wind to be heard by none.
She was alone in her harsh world,
she had soon become a toy used by many in this world.
Many told this girl what she needed and wanted,
they created her and could very well destroy her.
Break and bring her down.

She wanted to an individual,
but had become an everyday obstacle.
She needed happiness,
but all she knew was suffering.
That is all she knew.

What she wanted reasonable considering her life,
but what she got was anything but.
What she needed was ignored,
and she soon became a 'follower',
a person lost in the crowd.
She lost her color, anything that made her different.
She lost herself in the process of pleasing others.

by Christina Diaz

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