I hope that you’re happy now,
That you enjoy the person I have become.
That I am finally who you wanted me to be,
That I act the way you wanted me to act,
That I live up to your expectations,
That I am in your eyes getting closer to your definition of ‘perfect’.
But as hard as I try I will never be perfect to you.
I am exhausted trying to be someone who you want me to be.
I am disgusted being in somebody elses skin.
I am sick, dreaming of being someone I want to be, but acting the way you want me to be.
So I hope that you enjoyed the person I was for way to long,
All I want is to go back, back to who I used to be.
Back to when I was happy, free and confident.
When I made choices for myself and not rely on your opinion.
I am going to tear that fake cocoon apart,
and fly out of it strong, free and ready to be me.