I'm told that I'm a no good, useless, pile of sh** they judge me because i wear black, how lame.
-they laugh because I'm different;
i laugh because they're all the same.
I'm told to work on my own, and i do.
then I'm punished for doing something wrong.
-i scream and plea for help but they never seem
to hear my song.
I'm told to stand up for what i believe
but when i stand up, they tell me I'm rebelling.
-my heart sinks deeper,
its speed excelling.
I'm told to stop and listen
to others instead of myself.
-i am silent but it is as though they
are talking to themselves.
I'm told to say exactly
how i feel.
-when i try to speak my mind,
the words do not feel real.
I'm told that writing can help
to get rid of steam.
-writings not as easy
as great writers make it seem.
