sometimes

I wish I had a voice, sometimes. 
I wish I could express what I was feeling, freely.
I wish I was never stuck in the bottle of my own emotions.

Taken for granted -
It's what I feel, so, ask yourself, do you? Do you take me as and when you want?
And after this question pops in my head, the next would be:
"Do you think you deserve me?"

In fact, who do I deserve. Part of me tells me that i'm the girl that's too nice, the other side tells me I deserve nothing.

nothing at all.