Rage
A non-confrontational, easy-going, people-loving, dreamer...
...one by one I abandon traits to my character, or what I thought was my character.
I was a child.
I wanted to learn and love and laugh.
I was hurt.
I wanted to hide and cry and scream.
I got older.
I became more depressed.
I forgot why I was depressed.
I was lost.
I tried to find stability, in a land where I knew nothing.
I remembered.
I felt enraged.
I tried to overcome.
I thought I did.
I wanted to try again.
I tried to love again.
I got scared and ran.
I ran around in circles.
I fell and hit the ground hard.
I said it did not hurt.
I smiled and said no more.
I lied.
I learned how to act.
I wanted the act to be the real me.
I forgot who the real me was.
I was confused.
Again, I am enraged.
In the most confusing times, stop and smell the roses. Stop and try to find out where you are.
I don't want to stop because I'm scared. I feel so angry. I want to run, I want to sleep, and I want to get out.
Again, I will try to let this pass.
...one by one I abandon traits to my character, or what I thought was my character.
I was a child.
I wanted to learn and love and laugh.
I was hurt.
I wanted to hide and cry and scream.
I got older.
I became more depressed.
I forgot why I was depressed.
I was lost.
I tried to find stability, in a land where I knew nothing.
I remembered.
I felt enraged.
I tried to overcome.
I thought I did.
I wanted to try again.
I tried to love again.
I got scared and ran.
I ran around in circles.
I fell and hit the ground hard.
I said it did not hurt.
I smiled and said no more.
I lied.
I learned how to act.
I wanted the act to be the real me.
I forgot who the real me was.
I was confused.
Again, I am enraged.
In the most confusing times, stop and smell the roses. Stop and try to find out where you are.
I don't want to stop because I'm scared. I feel so angry. I want to run, I want to sleep, and I want to get out.
Again, I will try to let this pass.
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