Marie Viloria Poet Free verse

Losing Who I Am

Pushing in
Surrounding me
They always
expect me
to be something

more than I am

I'm supposed to be
an angel
a precious perfect jewel
a flawless child

And while they all
tell me to be
something else...
something not me...

I just bow my head
and nod quietly
and pretend to listen
and pretend to change

But inside
the walls close in
swallowing me
and who I really am
disappears

I have to do everything
right
and I am supposed to do
everything perfectly

And why don't they understand
that maybe sometimes
I can't do it?

Why don't they see
who I am

who I want to be?

But still I be submissive
as they pressure me
to be better
to try more
to be
what they tell me to

I change for them
because they ask me to
and I listen to them
and I let them shape
who I am

So I become
an object
to try to create
in a bigger
and better image

And the walls crush me
and inside
I'm crying
and dying...

They tell me
to always work harder
and so I sigh
say yes
and forget that
I'm in there somewhere

The real me.

Just begging
to be let out...

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