My thoughts are my own
My creativity is mine to express
I will share with you what I choose
You will not violate me
You will not invade my mind
Do not read my poetry
It is like my diary
If you love me
Respect me
I can't afford a therapist
I'm not comfortable telling everything
To my biased parents
Writing is my release
My poetry is mine
It is the expression
Of my deepest, darkest thoughts
And it is my decision
When I choose to let you know
Everything that I'm thinking
And the feelings I do not show
Do not cross this line again
For next time
I won't tolerate the violation