I scream and no one hears. I’m in the box again and I don’t feel safe to come out anymore. This world was never ready for me and I don’t want to be who I am because I’m too sensitive. I feel easily and emotionally care so easily. What you don’t think bothers me does. When you think I don’t care, I do more than you know. When you silence me, it erases me. When I fall, it kicks me low. When I am misunderstood, it pushes me off the bridge. When I’m scared, I feel trapped. When I’m unable to express myself, it’s because I don’t know if my thoughts, feelings, or opinion can be accepted without being to strong. So save me from this neglect of myself. Or please set me free so I can be me. I hate being restrained from being expressive and I hate being unable to be accepted. Love knows my heart and is the breakthrough I need. Freedom knows my soul and is the only way to pull me out. Open arms knows just what I need and how to secure me. Prayers know how much I need them and just how to lift me again. You’ll make it is what I remind myself.