Yesterday, the words I spoke were quite true
How can what I feel be so very wrong?
Acceptance is not natural to you
Surely, you’ve experienced some bad times
Why don’t I have the right to feel and grieve?
And to sometimes feel sadness and despair?
You in your life can’t possibly conceive
The pain and obstacles I face each day
So, now you are angry because I told
What gives you the right to judge what I feel?
Now onto my darkest secrets I must hold
No longer having the freedom to share
Even if you can’t resolve to accept
My thoughts apparently foreign to you
It seems they’re entitled to your respect
After all, I deserve my feelings too