Express Myself Or Die

It was either express myself or die Broken wings so I can't fly a big smile so the world couldn't see the tears I cried It was either express myself or die Walking my journey trying to decide what's worth the miles I wasted tears over people who didn't deserve my smile Raised in foster care and forced to face the bullies alone Wondering if I'd ever get to speak to my dad when I'm fully grown He was nowhere to be seen, his death didn't even make me sad I didn't feel a loss, maybe because that's when I found my pad A 15 year old with too many thoughts in his head to write a Haiku She said she could tell I'm a genius without knowing my IQ Staying to myself, I didn't like to play out Depression locked me in a cage, poetry was my only way out I was self-harming at the time, but at 20 I put the blade down But my pad means so much to me I won't even rip a page out my girl got mad because I never said I loved her but I love to write I hold my pen close but I couldn't hug her tight I wrote my pain down, didn't hide a thing and some judge me for it But some will respect and love me for it It was either express myself or die Broken wings so I can't fly a big smile so the world couldn't see the tears I cried It was either express myself or die