Part Of My Life
I lived with Anger,
part of my life.
All I had was pain,
And strife.
Part of my life.
I lived with fear,
So high
That I bottled it up
And set it aside.
I hurt myself,
But never anyone else
But that’s what it seemed like
To everyone else!
I watched others come and go
As they pleased,
But they continued to tease.
Still said,
That I could not
Succeed.
I taught myself.
Not to laugh at others
in their pain,
And I tried to be sane.
To some I did not succeed at all,
When I beat on the wall.
Part of my life.
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