tell me

Hot rage spits steam

My mouth opens

In screams

Tell me!

I'm not a mind looker seer reader

I do not know what you are thinking feeling doing knowing

I'm blind to your thoughts

You tell me I've done wrong

That I should speak my mind

Should I tell you what you told me

Not to feel

Stop feeling that way

Get over your emotions 

That's what you said

I'm done with that

How am I to live if I cannot feel in my way?

Is my feeling expression odd?

I don't get the opinions of others unless they tell me I'm doing it wrong

Fuck you!!

How am I living in way that hurts you? 

When you can't even express your own hurt

I don't believe it