Read my poem ✨
For as long as I can remember
I’ve been angry
Angry at myself
Angry and my friends, my family, people I don’t even know
Angry at the world
Every night I curse gods name and at the same time beg him to change things, to fix them
But he never does
I sit here
Angry
An angry kid
In an angry world
Wishing things were different
But they’re not
So I’ll just be
Angry.
I’ll sit here fuming about every wrong inside and outside
I’ll wish things would change
But I won’t do a thing
Except be angry
Angry
Angry
Angry
I’m so tired of being angry
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