Traveler's Requiem [Poetry]

Superficial

Where does it end?

Must I be told repeatedly of my failure,

That I am a disappointment,

That they are not proud of me,

That the world does not care about me?

Must I be told repeatedly of my appearance,

How I am too fat,

How I must cover my face to be beautiful,

How I must change the way I speak to once again accommodate others?

Must I be told repeatedly to wear a forced smile upon my face,

As if my emotions and grief are weakness,

As if I no longer live a present agony of solitude everyday,

As if you aren't the ones bringing my despair?

I do not wish to live a superficial life,

I want once again to be happy,

And to give happiness to others,

But most importantly,

I want to live in a world where you actually love me,

And not the person you expect me to be.