Go ahead and cut me down if that's what makes you feel stronger. Well, I've been through this before and I won't take your shit much longer.
Don't tell me to smile, not one more time.
You're not taking what is mine, and this is your last sign.
I think it's clear to see that we all want to be something.
Now the air is fresh, it fills my chest and I can finally get some rest.
You're placed on a pedestal and we're expected to fit your standard. Well, I'm here to kick the legs. Oh please just give us all a fucking break.
I'm just trying to find my own space, something that I know that you can not erase. Don't tell me to calm down. Calluses aren't comforting especially when they're all over me. These words we etch into the back of your head.