Don’t open you mouth when your angry
You’ll regret it
Don’t mutter
It’s not ladylike
Don’t curse
You won’t be respected
Don’t talk about politics
You’re too young
Don’t talk about sexuality
It makes others uncomfortable
Don’t talk about your emotions
It’s selfish
Don’t cry while talking
No one will understand you
Don’t yell
No one will listen

Don’t just don’t
No one wants to hear your voice

Dark crimson blood
Stains the many pages of my story
The life I was so harshly given
Is ripped between the lines
Just like my own calloused skin
My book is deeply burned at the edges
Just like the scars I have once were
The paragraphs soaked and blurry
From every single tear I’ve every shed
I feel like the novel I’ve created
Is about to come to an abrupt end
Even though others say
That it just began

I’m just here sitting in my bed
Watching anime and reading
Bored out of my mind
And numb to my soul

You know
I really wish
I was okay
But I know I’m not