𝒜𝓂 𝐼 𝒷𝑜𝓇𝓃 𝓉𝑜 𝒿𝓊𝓈𝓉 𝒷𝑒 𝒶 𝑜𝓊𝓉𝓁𝑒𝓉?

Am I born to have people walk over me like a door mat and no matter how dirty that mat gets you can still see the word “welcome” ?

Am I born to just be a vessel with plump pale skin with pretty pink hues that people want to hold in bed and use for their own purposes and I will be nothing more but a satisfaction that pleases someone just for a moment ?

Am I born to have bruises cover my skin? All sorts of beautiful colors like purple . am I born to take that impact like a champ and still smile and giggle through it all while I’m screaming stop on the inside .

Am I born to be pretty enough but not pretty enough for someone to love to the fullest? 

Am I born to be continually be kind and loving regardless how I’m on the verge of wanting to scream “fck it” with tears dried on my face and leave the phone behind and do it. 

Am I born to please you?

Am I born to let you take it out on me ?

What am I to you. Tell me I need you to tell me I’m a PERSON to you 

Not a body 

Not a toy 

Not a tool 

Not a mom

Not a angel 

Am I  a person to you??

Am I a person to you?

Am I a person?

Am I…

Or am I forever an outlet .