You tell me to speak up,
To voice my opinion,
You say my thoughts matter,
But I know you're lying.
When I do speak up, like water broiling on the surface,
You turn the heat down low,
And ridicule my selfishness.
YOU ARE READING
Sad Poetry
PoetryMy only escape is through my writing. Welcome to my world ~ It's not very pretty, but I hope it makes you feel something. *Cover credit; Kaylannette
