Red hot anger
Burning betrayal
Hormones raging
Crying spontaneously
Never knowing
When it will start
Or when it will stop
Always around
But never available
Talks behind my back
Knowing I can hear them
Wanting to at the same
Hit something
And cry my heart out
Wanting to make
Feel like I do
My heart
Bruises oh so easily
Like a punch to the gut
And I always wondered
Why me?
