Wanting to be accepted,
She wandered around the town,
With different masks,
Each time with different personality,
Yet somehow people ended up using her,

Desperately wanting to be someone,
She painted  herself colorful,
With bright personality,
She got accepted but she did not know,
Everyone around her wore masks too,
Disguising themselves as innocent and pure,
With evil minds hidden behind the curtains of fake smiles,

She wanted to bring out the personality which the world would accept,
It was part of her,
She was not fake ,
After meeting people,
They were better than her,
Prettier and more colorful,
She just stood out,
No matter what she did,
Fitting in was not made for her,

In hopes of learning to walk,
She let her wings die,
She felt her colors fade,
As if her soul turned gray,

After being alone for sometime,
Finally she understood,
People faked their colors,
Hiding behind their fake masks,
Coloring themselves prettier,
Erasing their true selves,
In hopes to be accepted,

Somehow everyone wanted to be accepted,
Yet they were so quick at calling people out,
Hiding behind those evil or innocent masks,
Stood people desperately hiding themselves,
Hiding their true feelings,
Fear of rejection,
Of being left alone,
Of being made fun of,
Of not being good enough,
Of not being able to meet expectations,

Scared to show their sadness,
Their pain, darkness and loneliness,
They kept repainting themselves,
Putting on more beautiful masks,
Just to be loved,
Running away from hatred,
Yet Hating each other,
Just to somehow make themselves feel better,

It made so much more sense,
It was at that time,
She realized that she did not need approval,
She did not need to be good enough for people,
Maybe she did not accept herself,
Maybe all those people searched for acceptance,
Because they were not able to accept themselves,

Thinking their feelings weren't supposed to be the way they were,
That their thoughts weren't valid enough,
They searched for someone who felt the same way,
It could be like seeing themselves through stranger's eye,
To be able to relate to each other,
To see the beauty within themselves,
Which was reflected in someone else,
And somehow through loving that person,
They wanted to be able to  accept and love themselves,

all of a sudden,
She could see everyone's face behind their mask,
It was a long journey to figure that out,
She promised to give people the love they deserved,
But at the same time respecting herself enough to walk away from toxic relationships,
Writing down her thoughts and feelings,
Was her way of having a clear mind and to be able to accept them,
She learned the most important lesson,
Her opinion of herself mattered more than of anyone else,
And there was not one who could convince her otherwise.