Anger
A feeling of pure, controllable rage.
Feeling like you just want to smash something to a million pieces.
When you've been nothing but nice, caring compassionate,
and they go around and stab you in the back with words of cruelty.
You just want to cry and scream and cry and scream all over again.
Sometimes you feel like you just want to die,
you feel as if everyone else will take you as the same way.
A joke.
A freak.
Someone stupid.
Someone with different opinions.
Different views.
Someone Alone.
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Poetry for the Emotional Teenager
PoetryGroup Poems: The Child's Dream, Why, Gone, Piece by Piece, 16 Directions to My Home All poems written by me. Group poems written by me and the JBA Writer's Craft class of 2015. Please do not steal my work. This is plagiarism and I will call you out...
