sometimes i want to turn to the people who try to shut me up and say "fuck you" "fuck you" and "fuck you" i want to staple it to their heads in whispery delicate writing
there are things i'm not "allowed" to discuss, things i'm not "allowed" to share.
the more you restrain me, the more i need to break free and scream it from the hills.
watch me, because one day when you think i've forgotten abot all of this, you'll hear my voice echoing loud and strong
and to anyone here who may feel the need to tell me to chill, don't bother. i'm perfectly calm. you learn to be.
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