I am the same The same as any other sixteen year old girl, Subject to questioning glances and stereotypes, Being controlled by expectations and society, Taking and shaping my life, as if I were a mere puppet in the hands of a master My actions are no longer my own; I conform to the status quo.
~ a poem : part 2
This is an 8 part poem, with a new part added each day. Thank you for reading and feedback is appreciated!