Anger

by Janica Cooper   Apr 29, 2005


Anger is my enemy,
but anger is also my friend
When will the end of misery come,
when will it end?

Depression comes in the break of day,
and love is nowhere in sight,
and darkness comes so easily,
There is no longer light

Angry at the world
you can trust no one in this place,
full of backstabbers and liers
Everyday I have to face

Trapped in the world of misery
Anguish, Hate, and pain
Ashamed of the life I live
i TRULY feel the rain

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