No rights
I am NOT a cut
A bruise
A scrape
I am NOT a poke
A prod
A jab
I am NOT a regret
A problem
A burden
I AM a person
With feelings
with opinions
You CAN’T silence me
Shut me out
Cut me down
I have rights
to life
to liberty
to happiness.
even though I say this
Nothing will change
I AM a cut
A bruise
A scrape
I AM a poke
A prod
A jab
I AM a regret
A problem
A burden
I’m NOT allowed feelings
Or opinions
You CAN silence me
Shut me out
Cut me down.
I have NO rights
to life
Liberty
Or happiness
This will NEVER change
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