I cant think
I cant breathe
All I am
Is mad
I breathe deep
I grate my teeth
I squeeze my phone
Till it almost breaks.
But nothing helps
this angry feeling.
maybe if I hadn't
been pushed
To my breaking point
then maybe
I would be ok
Maybe
I wouldn't feel so bad.
Maybe if you
just believed
that not everything is my fault.
it really hurts
that you don't
Believe me!
You just blame me
Don't you think
I already hate me
enough?
I'm tired of your critisim
your accusing words
And your hypocritical looks.
I hate it
And I cant say anything back!!!!!
And that's what makes me
mad the most!
Jul 27, 2013
Jul 27, 2013 at 12:49 AM UTC
I cant think
I cant breathe
All I am
Is mad
I breathe deep
I grate my teeth
I squeeze my phone
Till it almost breaks.
But nothing helps
this angry feeling.
maybe if I hadn't
been pushed
To my breaking point
then maybe
I would be ok
Maybe
I wouldn't feel so bad.
Maybe if you
just believed
that not everything is my fault.
it really hurts
that you don't
Believe me!
You just blame me
Don't you think
I already hate me
enough?
I'm tired of your critisim
your accusing words
And your hypocritical looks.
I hate it
And I cant say anything back!!!!!
And that's what makes me
mad the most!
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