Wrapped in troubles

Freedom of Speech

They say we have the right to express ourselves by speaking up or writing it down. Yet when we open our mouths to let our voice out we get shot down. We've been muted our whole lives that we've developed insecurities. They've ruined us and cracked all the pieces we've loved about ourselves. They've buried us deep down inside ourselves where we can only see things but not react to them. We're caged in our own bodies trying to break free through the cracks but they just get plastered with smiles and sweet gestures. They cover up for the insecurities brought by our true selves. The ones inside us that are knocking against the walls of our skin begging to be let out. Then comes a day where their chains are broken and are set free through the cracks. You act differently than your Plastic Self. They want to hear what you have in mind. You clear your throat since it's been dry for quite some time. You stare around frantically trying to not concentrate on the eyes that follow your every move. You try to talk but it comes out in shaky words. The walls in your throat close leaving you with no access to air.
Then the lava tears come....
They burn so much they feel like fire against your pounding forehead. Everyone stares at you with "concerned" looks when in reality they're all smirking inside. They enjoy the spectacle you've made of yourself. You're struggling for air it feels like your drowning in lava. Those tears keep on coming down. Your body feels weak you just want to lie down and close your eyes and never wake again....
They try to help you up and question you,but you can't walk. They throw yourself down and crawl to a corner. Tears coming down like arrows in a battle. You cower in your corner while they form a circle and play games to celebrate their triumph in making you feel less. Your head still hurts the pounding is unbearable. You question your existence over the laughter. They laugh their heads off each laugh breaking a piece of you.
The rest of your life will stay the same,you will never climb out of that hole they buried you in.