You're so bitter
spiteful
full of hatred
for me
You pressure me
to be perfect
But you can't see
that no one will ever be
what you want out of me
You say
I can't be sad
but you're the one
that causes trauma
You say
I can't weep
Because
I'm not like them
But beneath the dress
of flesh we wear
we're all
the same
- aj