A pre-concieved notion of who she should be because
she was not "good enough"
in the eyes of those she allowed to control her fate.
Juxtaposed in a world viewed as a dystopian utopia
seeming not to fit into even the smallest crevases of a life
she was afraid to deem her own. A life in which for way too long she had given up
on someonewho was far too deep within the comfort,
the comfort in being controlled by a society,
a society who had batered her image of self.
Only having left a distorted inidivudal mentally unable to speak up and speak out.
Caged, held to bondage in the worst way one could imagine. Her mind was no longer hers
causing her to miss out...
on what little beauty was left in a world as such.
That she was I.