Judge me. Go on; I dare you!
Look in my eyes and gaze deeply into my soul.
Hear my story; the chapters of my pathetic life unfolding around you.
Read my diary; the pages of my world on fire from the pain and hatred I feel so passionatly.
Listen to my dreams; for they will never come true. Who cares if you hear them? I don’t give a shit. Why should I?
Inhale my breath; let’s see if you too choke on the bitter air my supposed master has surrounded my life with.
You try living my life. For just one day.
Will you judge me then?
Will you look at my wrists and tell me I’ve been a bad girl?
No. You’ll look away.
Ashamed.
It is NOT for you to judge who I am or what I do.
So fuck you.
I am what I am. I would never have been his eternal slave without these scars.
Thank you.