I have been weathered
By the weight of this world
They have seen my wings
And won't allow them unfurled

I am not allowed
To be myself
They chained me down
Like a doll on a shelf

I am tired
Of being pushed around
But I cannot make
A single sound

They have taken it all
They stole my voice
I find I no longer
Have any choice

I will mold myself
As they see fit
I will no longer fight
I will no longer protest it

I will become
A perfect example
Of what this society
Gives to sample

Dolled and dressed up
Covered in lies
Showing my wings
Was my true demise

I dared to be myself
In a society of fake
What made me, me
I can no longer make

I am not unique
That much has been lost
I am a part of society
But at what cost?