What's my anger?
It's like a badge
It's just there
Causing damageI kick doors open
Making sure they slam
I don't even know why I'm mad
I sometimes cry because
I just don't know
And life is going hella slowI guess I just feel empty inside
Is that why I'm mad?
Is that why I cry?Everyone I know has
something to live for
Me, I have nothing to die forMy anger is a kindling flame
It finds some wood
when I'm in a rage
And that little flame grows and grows
And I honestly don't know
when it'll explodeWhen it does
I'll act on impulse
I want that to happen though
Kind of scared and kind of trilled to uncover the anger insideThen I'll have nothing left to hide
Maybe then I'll know who I am
But maybe it'll just be burnt ashEither way my heart is a vault
Can't find the key
It's double closed
I don't know who I trust at this pointDon't know what trust means actually
I'll let people in but
I'll shut them out
The real me locked inside
screams and shouts
I'm can't get out of hereI'm trapped inside crying from doubt
Why did I shut you out
What's wrong with me
Why am I this way
I try and try
But no escapeMaybe I'll just die this way
Is there hope for this life todayMy brain is a dangerous place
It's the war center base
Most of the time
I have no clue what's going onI smirk and smirk
Oh what fun
What's wrong with me
I need some helpI don't want to be sad
i want to be me
Happy and free
When will the real me come alive
I can't be this way when I die
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Wishing On The Stars
PoetryJust some poetry from a lost soul. Welcome to my world Love and despair Hope that's lost As you travel through my book You'll get a glimpse inside my heart- Hey. These are a collection of poems I uploaded in 2019, when I was 14 going through a...