Sinking.

i sink beneath myself
an unhappy, wilting flower
i hold my tongue
i fight the sun
and shield my blaring power.

people expect
and people regret
yet i wish that they would change.
i am me
i am a person
not a machine.

it's hard to stop
and show someone
that i'm not having too much fun.
they see something different
i show them something else
i am a clown
a funny girl
look at me, and watch me twirl.

miss personality
if you only knew
i expect, i regret
and i wish i could forget all of you.