An Unhealthy Appetite.

It's the story of a child. Called useless, fragile, weak, pathetic, flawed and a waste of space. The story of a person who has lost them selves and been broken. The story of a people-pleaser. A person who bends, breaks, and changes soley based on the likes and dislikes of others. Someone who has built them selves to serve others, be useful and productive to all. Someone who changes who they are just so that one day someone will find actual worth and sentiment in them. Until that day comes how ever, they are erratic. Afraid of being useless and flawed. Afraid of being anything but pleasant and purposeful. A person who can do anything in essence, only to serve those around them because if they can't do anything and everything then what use are they? This person inside screams and cries, and is confused as to who they are. This person outside is smiles, devotion, adaptable, and pleasantry. A person who doesn't know if they can handle it for much longer. That is the story.