Yes , I Bleed

It stings my stomach
It twinges my body
I can't move myself
Not because of certain boundaries
But because there is a society
Which has a right to interfere, in my personal perspective
So I slowly whispered into my mom's ear
Yes I am bleeding
Is it staining back?
Be quiet
Walk slow
Maintain gap
Or do one thing sit here and don't go anywhere
Because no one should know that
" yes I bleed"
I feel like dead
Every inch of my body is shuttering my back
I can't shout
I have to take all
I have to figure out my mood swings
I am here locked up in dark room
Somebody please knock my door and let me say that
" yes I bleed" and it is not shame
Because it's only me and me who is taking it all