The sound of your voice drives shivers
Down my spine
Even when you're just asking if I'm fine
My voice quivers
And says "I'm alright "
When deep down I'd rather
Be some place I can hide
I should love you
It should come naturally
But your words stick like glue
My anxiety chants them to me
You shouldn't treat me like you do
But I follow your rules loyally
When inside, I scream
"I CANT WAIT TO GET OUT OF YOUR GRIP"
You clutch too tight
So much so that I cannot breathe
Cause my soul havoc like a hurricane
Always starting out with a small breeze
"You're just a child"
But expect me to do womanly things
Want me to bend and abide
By your rules as you see fit .
Well I'm tired
I'm really.... tired
- Blue ink
