#melanchoy

If my message isn't one of hope the world tells me to shut up. "If you have nothing nice to say", remain silent. So I feel silenced. Criticized when revealing my vulnerability. The conflict between a personal release, a freedom of speech and a moment of self indulgence. So if I "have nothing nice to say" should I shut up? The world would be a better place without my rants. What of those who feel misplaced and exiled like I do? Should they be silenced too? Are our thoughts not good enough for you? Are we so toxic that we are thrown out and trampled like waste? Are we so difficult to embrace? Are we too far gone to be saved? You say we should rescue ourselves but do you ever cry yourself to sleep at night? Is your positivity real or a masquerade? To you I'm wallowing in self pity and that's unattractive, so "unpretty". When I showed you the deepest parts of me you dismissed it, telling me I should be freed. Being set free is just a memory and suffering is my destiny as it constantly burdens me.