"Maybe you wouldn't have problems with him if you kept your mouth shut."
As these words were said to me I gritted my teeth and balled my fist. I fought the urge to grab him by the throat and show him silence.
I am no longer the little girl who all those years had no voice
I am no longer afraid
I will fight even if I come out bloody and bruised maybe then they won't call me weak
I had my mouth held shut
Forgive them
Move on
I get to decide that not you
I won't let you force it upon me
As I am looked down upon
Called cold hearted for not letting them back into life
I don't want to hear your words
I fear that if you don't stop speaking I might be tempted to tape your mouth shut
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