Permission to Exist

I try to justify myself with every breath

To convince you that I am a valid person

As a child, I was denied my existence

Now I don’t feel like I have permission to exist

I crawl on my belly

I live at your feet

I’m always scared of disappointing everyone

Your voice sounds like a megaphone

While mine is so faint, I can barely hear it

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