Anger
The anger and rage you feel inside trying to abide by what everyone wants you to be, what about how you feel it doesnt matter, trying to climb this ladder constantly falling down to the ground being smacked by gravity trying to gasp for air, the anger builds up from you head to your chest possessing your soul, try to be calm trying to be strong, may go listen to a song to heal whats wrong, this isn't the life you wanted to live, wanting to give but you cant recieve trying to believe, but set back from what you're trying to achieve, controlled by the problems of life you want to escape, but its like being raped the pain will never go away suffering the victim and the suspect is the anger the anger inside burns like a open wound but soon in time, ever dime will be all worth it in the end no need to pretend, its not the end
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