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“Tantrums”


Truth is...I love the color yellow, And locked bathrooms make me freak. Butterflies and Ladybugs scare the shit out of me.

And yellow will be the color of my prom dress.

I'm moving on, getting ready to say goodbye.

Green is my favorite color but I have grown into loving yellow. It is such a bright and skin loving color. One I have grown to love.

Locked bathrooms have scared me since middle school when i got trapped in a bathroom.

... yeah ever since then I have been very cautions when using the bathroom

Ladybugs and butterflies. Everybody loves them,

I hate them.

The thought of them literally  makes my skin itch.

But I would love some beautiful butterflies on my prom dress

I am sometimes Disoriented

And i am Anemic

I’m also Bipolar

But that's just my life.

I let other people destroy what I love

And so I don't look back, I cover my tracks with dirt.

But i accidentally buried some things i love.

I will never let my words drown in the midst of it all,

Even if I don't come out on top. My words, my worries, my beliefs, my opinion will be heard.

For my voice is a voice that cannot and must not be silenced.

Cause to break and stomp on my heart is nothing compared to siliencing my words.

Who are you to say my words are not worthy of being heard.

You will listen to me.

Or I will scream at you until  you do you

 
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