“Judged” Judged by my past. Feeling trapped,
Trapped in an invisible box.
As they laugh

I cry, as they talk,
I listen. Listen to the names I’m being called.
“Hoe, S***, B****, Tramp, Trick, Ugly, Ratchet”
There’s nothing left to do but..
LISTEN!
Take a look at my right wrist,
You’ll see a happy beautiful little girl that doesn’t care about what people say.
Now take a look at my left wrist.
You’ll see a little girl in pain, crying in a dark little room with blood flooding the floor, as she gets on her knees yelling “Take my pain sorrow and regrets away I cannot do this alone”