Voice chatter in my head laughing and talking about me secretly and loudly. My style, my hair, and the way I look. I want to ignore it but its start shout begging for me to crack, to cry in fear, to be scared, for me to scream and shout to make me out as a bad person. But I know I’m better than that, I’m stronger, I’m a fighter. So I yell “Stop no more, I’m not weak, frighten or scared of you, scream, yell and shout at the world but I won’t give in, I‘m unique and that’s all I can be, so hated me for because of my uniqueness but I don’t care it’s who I am“ Because I’m unique in my own way.
November 16, 2011