Whose fault is it?

Escaping these conservative confines,
Beyond bars and brainwashing,
Since my birth,
I have been taught,
To sit this way,
Talk that way,
Prim and proper,
Yet,
I HATED IT ALL,
The confines of norms,
The expectations that formed,
The pressure of the bonds,
Ever tightening,
Choking,
Killing every inch,
Of courage and curiosity I had left,
And yet you ask me,
Why am I like this?
YOU MADE ME THIS WAY,
Telling me I'm useless,
Then asking why I cannot do it,
Telling me I'm fat,
Then saying I eat too little,
Telling me to grow up,
When you wouldn't let me go,
Telling me to be braver,
When I am yelled at for stating how I think,
And so,
Whose fault is it?
That I am this way.

~Rei Shiori