The anger of life

by yolande the dreamer   Nov 4, 2005


These angry people
treat me so bad
they yell and scream
no wonder im sad

The swearing's too much
can't take it any more
it's directed at me
what do i live for?

i understand why
you moan in pain
you have simply burst
under all the strain

but it's hard for me too
i can't live like this
letting people use me
as i'm using my wrist

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