You’re hysteric,
But I’m aggressive.
You’re allowed to be emotional
But somehow I become dysfunctional
You can express yourself
But I’m expected to repress myself
It’s okay for you to be depressed
Yet I have to stay oppressed-
Pressed, stressed, and a mess;
And you ask what it feels
To be made to feel like Less-
But Your Aggressive,
And We’re Expressive.