Whats wrong with me?

There must be a social disconnect. A missing piece to the elaborate puzzle A wire left undone. The kind of thing that breaks and cant be fixed to fit the perfect picture on the box shining once above all the rest. The kind of insecure apparition of a past life traveled through years of grief and unjust fear. The furrowed brows of disappointment the feeling of low self worth dripping from the once confident mind to the eyes that bared her soul. The struggle to please  the society that controls your unknown fate. The image blurred and tangled. The smiles erased and the happiness torn from the seams. The paralyzed knees and the clenched teeth. Suffocating from the inside radiating outward like a plague consuming every inch of your soul leaving you stripped bare. The yearning to escape and run quickly into the doors of darkness. Answer me once and for all: what's wrong with me?