Make Me

Make me over to the perfect daughter

Make me fit your stereotyped mold

Pull the thoughts from my mind

Tame me so you don’t have to worry

I will act as your perfect offspring

to your sight at least.

I will jam myself into your mold

but when you are gone I will climb out

I will hide my thoughts from you

for they are my last refuge

I will fake being tamed

but the tamed animals are the most dangerous