I remember you playing with long strands of my hair..
You asked me to put my hair loose so that I look adorable..
You asked me to get thin so that I'll look cute..
You asked me to be polite by not questioning things the way they were happening..
I don't recognise the me in me anymore..
I am just the thought you had of me..
I lost that soul I had in me by being the doll you asked me to be.