My Voice

For the past eight years, my voice has been strangled in the hands of others

I’ve been using their voices to dictate what I do with my body and my actions 

Their voices have lingered into my brain and ate away my identity and my security

For the past eight years, I’ve been held down with heavy chains and faced the consequences 

I have starved myself, cried myself, isolated myself and practically killed the REAL happy side of me

But now, I am breaking these chains 

Not by myself; I am breaking these chains with the people who support and love me for who I AM as a person and not how I LOOK

Even if I don’t break the chains today, I am motivated to get out these restrainers 

Slowly but surely, I will demolish these chains 

Slowly but surely, my voice will come back