Falling Below

She falls below the standards people set. She doesn't understand why people can't accept one's inner self. She wishes they weren't so judgmental. She wishes they weren't so rude. She tries to rise above the social standards that people create, But she finds herself sinking lower than before. She doesn't mold herself into something she is not. But she hates when people discard her for being the person she is. She wants people to except others for the person they are, not attacking their permanent mold. She doesn't understand, she doesn't know how to change, into a mold that she's not. She doesn't want to change her shape, nor will she ever.

She stands for who she is. Isn't that all that matters?