I'm allowed

I'm allowed to  bitch and moan at me. I'm allowed to judge and critique my own feelings words and actions. I have the final say don't I. Nothing should be compulsory, break laws and civil liberties. There should be no excuse for individuals be made into door mats. Wipe your dirty rules somewhere else, we suggest of you, treat our own moral ground as relevant. I'm allowed to be whoever I want in my vocabulary, the manners, the heart. Injustice is rolling around, laughing with the serpent. Oh so happy to hear that we have turned on each other, that divided we fall. I'm allowed to think, reflect, refuse. Shunned unfortunately people who are outrageous, outright, open minded and not irrelevant the moral compass that now.... can only be a scream in secret.