They shut my lips when
I was a kid. I was raised
to not say a word not to
have an opinion. To be
controlled like a robot.
To be taught to stay
silenced. They shut my
lips with black coloured threads.
So i don't say my thoughts
out loud I was locked in a
prison cell. And it was a
living hell. No privacy was
allowed just a bunch of
weird rules. No internet
after midnight. No boys
or noise. They said the
poetry I write is just crap
and a waste of time as
they claimed that they
hate my rhymes. I think
they said that cause of
the knowledge they lack.
Twenty years was all it
took to snap the threads
one at a time. To breathe
to talk and to be free
again* ~