Stuck In Hell Poem by Hannah Diane Williams

Yes ma'am, No ma'am
Yes sir, No sir
Manners drilled in me since birth.

Sick of always being polite,
Instead of saying what I think.

Tired of always saying, "yes, "
When do I get to say, "No, "?

I want to say,
"I don't wanna be pushed around.
You're not the boss of me anymore! "

Don't wanna walk on egg shells any longer
Because my mind can take no more.

I wish I could say I was done with you.
But every time I say those words,
I end up right back where I started...

Stuck in hell with you.