Every day I spend
Afraid
Of what you might do to me
Every word you say is like a gunshot
To the chest.
At last after three years of you
I am done.
After three years
Of trying to keep my cool
I lost it.
All of the rage
Stored over the course of three years
Finally boils over.
I scream.
I scream as loud as I humanly can.
Letting all of the fear
Hatred
And anxiety
Finally come out
Like a volcano erupting.
I lose control.
Because I have had
Enough.
I am forever chained to technology.
Everyday I put on technology that will allow me to hear “normally.”
I will always have to put something in my ear to hear at human standards.
I wonder every day:
Do you like me?
You look at me sometimes.
I wonder what it could mean.
I wonder if I feel to you what you feel to me.
Crying.
It’s something that all of us have done
At some point or another.
Yet it is a sign of weakness!?
And I say that is false.
FALSE
I say that it should be a sign of strength.
So
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