You Don’t Know

My pain feels like an hot sweaty clear game

You think which everything the same telling me everything will be ok you don’t know how it feels unless you was place in my shoes foreal crying in mute you don’t know how it feels to be covered in blood every time you was shoved you don’t know how it feels to be teased or mistreated or not taken care of you don’t that the talk of giggle which is my personal frame you don’t know I had to deal with it every day is this a game I will always remain the same even not having contractions to changed or realize on my name they was burning my One and only frame pray was my only term at that point of day Burring my head hoping they realize I’m invisible in something kind of way knowing they have mad an big mistake and it will never be erase you don’t know

By Nicolethepoet