My Success

I am a smart child
I am intelligent, and I must make no mistakes
I must live for myself but i must not live only for myself

I must not be selfish or be rude,
because I am a woman, because I am a child
Because I am a smart child,
and someone smart would know better

To not speak up for my own feelings
but always let people know what I feel
Never show emotion,
but show pain and weakness to seem real

It was all for my success
for me to grow into a better person
into a successful person

But I had already lost myself trying
what kind of person will I be
when I feel no more than an object

Is this my success

losing myself?