Polly_Princess
Active member
Approval
Approval is my water.
Obedience is my bread.
All that I now want to say,
Ends up left unsaid.
Because I know no other way,
Because I'm your showpony,
Because you will not let me stray,
I've become a phony.
The puppet of your broken dreams,
The doll you try to mould.
I will do you thing, it seems,
while my story's left untold.
The fleet of my contemporaries
Enjoy their misspent youth,
But if I dared to do the same,
I'd be told I was uncouth.
I know just who I ought to be,
because you told me so.
But is that really, truly me?
That's what I want to know.