Letters to a person I'll never send

You can't stop me

I hate that I'm never allowed to be feeling the way I am.
For one reason or another, i'm never supposed to feel the way I do.
You can't like him, he's dated her.
You can't like him either, he's out of reach.
You can't like her, she's a girl.
You can't like him, he's too old for you.
You can't like him, he takes too much time.
You can't be mad at her, she's only doing what you asked.
Why can't I feel?
I cant be sad, or angry, or hate anyone.
I cant be happy, or loud, or expressive.
Why suppress what makes people unique?
I always run back to you, every time things come to this.
I write, and I write, and nothing ever comes of it.
I hate it here.
But I love him, and you can't. fucking. stop me.