In the company of others, I fear I'll conform
Losing my essence, becoming someone else's form
Their words creep into my speech, their ways seep into mine.
But I dread losing my heart, my kindness, my shine.
I love them dearly, but I must hold on tight
To my own identity, my values, my light.
We walk together, yet I'm left behind,
They chat amongst themselves, no care to find.
I'm the last to know, always out of the loop,
My feelings brushed aside, like a forgotten troop.
I've spoken up, but tears are quickly wiped away,
And the same patterns persist, day after day.
Outsiders see the contrast, sweetness and light,
Next to their arrogance, a glaring sight.
Can I resist the pull and remain unchanged?
Forever yours,
Zahra.
