I was raised to believe being quiet is good. That belief made me afraid to ask my mom for anything when I was younger, whether it was a midday snack or just a piece of gum. I was raised to believe that people who wear clothes that are different from the normal are attention seekers. Now, when I want to buy something that I think is interesting and I want to wear it because I like it, I think again and know that I can't wear it. I was raised to believe that anger should never be expressed. These days, when I feel like I want to rip apart the world, I don't dare make a sound besides the noise of my bones grinding in attempt to release.