Why Wouldn't I?

I really want to be an angry mean person But not only is that bad but it will make me worse and I won’t want my life to be a greater than, colon, front parenthesis { >:( } If they can see through this they will see through me My voice has been quieted over and over again This message I scream out I do not know if it will send This temper I maintain, when will I see its gain You write because you do but I write because I need to. His force is in my heart and pushes me to positivity But the wicked in this world makes me turn off the TV. Yes I may be a child but are we not all? Do you think I deserve to be shut down just because you’re tall? And I am not? And I am quiet but assertive and I am nice but bold and I do love but I will not fall. And you don’t understand, no not at all. The happiest girl, no woman, you may know But deep down there is a burrowing hole The darkness, the grief, the sadness it beats And I look up my relief No Chief Keef, yeah who cares? I am just glad I am not there But I am here as I write to spread my patience in my life To hold my words avoiding strife And bringing smiles from house to house And making sure I’m calling out But expressing what just, yes I must and you ask why do I write, why? Well “look it here” why wouldn’t I?