words hit harder than punches

my name is bri
and im a f*****g piece of s**t
thats what i am.
slam
i hit the wall
words. they can beat you to a pulp
tear your heart to shreds
a hit rarely comes with out words
said screamed slapped
my name is bri
and i am worthless
thats what i am.
slip
i fell again
slap
they pound
rainging down hard
and anger fills my chest
like it fills her eyes
my name is bri
and i am selfish.
thats what i am.
i dont have desire
i dont have a need
to accomplish what the world says i should
she said im confused
that i dont see things the right way
that i glorify my pain
maybe shes right
but im just writing whats on my mind
my name is bri
and yesterday my mother asked me to just be normal.