They tell me to smile
Sit up straight
Close your mouth and legs
Act like a lady
Smile like you mean it
But what if i don't?
What if i don't mean it?
What if i don't want to
act like the lady you crave?
Act cute and perky
When I feel like shit
What if i don't feel like pretending?
Trying to fit into this role
you wish me to squeeze into
Why can't I just be me?
Loud and passionate
Antsy and scatterbrained
Clumsy and brilliant
Sure I can be sensitive
I can be sweet
I can smile
But if it's forced
then it's only plastic
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Breaking
Poetrycollection of poems and just brief writings of a girl experiencing love and heartbreak, simultaneously.