Don't ask me to be what I am not.
If you ask, I might give it a shot even though it is not in my nature to do so.
So while you look on, proud that I have 'changed,' in reality, I am eating myself inside.
The more you ask me to be what I am not, the more I try to go against the grain of my own expectations.
One day you may look at me and see everything you had wished me to be.
I look at me and fail to see the point of living as someone else but me.