"Go to this college," Says Dad.
"Keep your mouth shut," says Mom.
"You should try this," says Sue.
"Prove your love to me," says Tom.
Believe it or not, there was a time,
When I picked out my own clothes.
Where Ms. Independent was my name,
What happened, nobody knows.
I listen to the beliefs of others,
Be open to what is right.
So I go against my intuition,
Even though, hurt I might..
I'm shoved and poked here and there,
However I don't make a sound.
But I feel I'm being forced into a corner.
With nowhere to go but down,
My mirror must have shrunk overnight.
For I sit here and study what I've become,
Trying to swallow the unbearable image.
Of a lost little girl, so fragile, so numb,
Now I'm afraid it's come down to the point.
Where I can't breathe on my own,
So if you'd be so kind, and do one thing my way.
Please put "I tried" on my stone.
