Imaginatively named diary

Of all the words, theres lots of them

The worst word I could name

In all the English language

Without a doubt its shame

It ties you down, it suffocates

It clips your wings of flight

It sucks the air right out your lungs

And robs the room of light

And worst of all, it wont let go

It digs its claws in you

It seeps into your every thought

And everything you do

And even though I hear it said

Its not my shame to hold

It feels like so much part of me

Its mine until Im old

I wish that as a child Id not

Accepted it as me

I wish Id fought, I wish Id won

I wish I could be free