One gonna hold my memory, another gonna close the door              
One gonna leave me restless, another wanting more

Momma please come and hold me close  
Don't leave me here, turn out the light
You're comfort is what I need most
Just lay with me and wrap me tight

Because somehow the arm you hold me with
Is an impenetrable shield that keeps me safe
For just the presence of you next to me
Scares away all the fear and hate

I just want to be free. ******, I just want to be free.

I should not and will not censor my own feelings.
I take precautions: talk to whom I trust, block those I don't
I do these things explicitly because I don't want to make things messy
I don't want things reaching certain ears, so I do what I think is best
but everyone deserves to express their feelings without fear,
everyone deserves to talk about their pain without being taken the wrong way,
so if you want to know, ask me. If not, *******.
I've kept myself quiet for too long. I deserve to work through things
and heal in peace. No one asked anybody to go out of their way to read
what I have to say. Let me say it again.
No one asked anybody to go out of their way to read what I have to say.
Unless I told someone something face to face or consented
explicitly to their knowledge about something, it's none of their business
and frankly, if you think you can make an assumption then you know nothing
about my life. If you want to leave me be, leave me be. Let me deal.
If you want to be a part of my life, then do so, talk to me.
But don't talk about me. You waste your time and mine.

I have eyes and ears.

"With all due respect," I continue to say when I know none is deserved.

he's making you think that your tiny mistakes spell out
your whole life's failure. You are not the sum of your mistakes.
Especially not this one. Forget to turn in one application and
your whole future isn't blown out the window.
he's making you forget scale, forget proportion, forget love
acting as though its the end of the world,
he's wrong.
he wouldn't know a good kid or a mistake if it slapped him in the face
he doesn't know that his mistakes have ripped apart his family, torn his soul to shreds
and you are not to blame. Dear Lord, you are not to blame.

**** him. He's nothing more than a loser
trying to push down the kid he's most afraid of.
Why is he scared of you? Because he knows who you are.
He knows what you can do. He knows you're better than him.
He's scared to death of his own failure and he can't
look you in the eye and see your bright future
because his whiny *** doesn't think that's fair
and he's gonna try and beat you down and convince you
you don't deserve it and you can't have it and you never will
but he's ******* wrong. He's wrong. I dare you to prove him wrong.