No respect
No privacy
No consideration
Of my feelings
Nothing
Gives them the right to do that
Nothing at all

Even after I had told them to
Stop
They didn't care
They just continued
No respect towards my belongings
No respect towards what I had to say
No respect towards my feelings
No respect towards me

The dam.
It holds back the tears,
The memories.
It prevents me from thinking
About those things,
The things I tried to hide.
The times that I felt like I was
Nothing.
But the dam won't stay up forever,
Because when the flood comes,
Everything
Will come rushing back to me.

They don't see me for who I am.
Who I truly am.
And sometimes,
They don't see me at all.
Like I'm not there.
Like I was never there.
Or maybe I'm just
Invisible.