RAGE

by Rachel   Sep 12, 2003


Look at me
standing here
like an idiot in the sun.
waiting for hurt
waiting for pain
waiting for a welcomed gun.
how do they expect me
to do what they please?
when I can't see tomorrow
its like a disease
Anger fills my body
makes me wana kill
that would make me better
emotion equals nill.
I dont wana feel this way
I don't wana feel like crap
I don't wana feel all empty
I need to get out of this trap.
Rage fills me every day
anger feeds my mind
blood boils inside my veins,
my soul, I have to find....

Rachel
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  • 17 years ago

    by katy

    ....amazing.

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