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Aug 2018
Anger
I feel it so often
Maybe too often
I have broken things
I have barley anyone left holding me down
Because if I stand up I will snap
I hate who I am
Because all I feel is anger
Hate
Fury
Sadness
Loneliness
Longing
Why do I feel these emotons all the time
Why am I unstable...
I guess...
No one will ever know
Not even me
Because I am unstable
And filled with anger
...
But
I truly want to let out my happiness that I keep locked up like a percious stone at a museum never used
I guess I will stay this way
Because life is supposed to look up
Right?
...
Life never looks up
For me that is
Am I just unlucky?
Or hated that much
I am like glass
Left untouched I am clear and perfect
But thouched I am smudged and disgusting
I hate myself
This world
I should
not live in it anymore
But I deserve the pain this world puts me through
So...
I will live only for the pain
For the pain
the first and second ... are two people but the last ... is other there subconscious talking to them their "devil"
Amy Duckworth
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Amy Duckworth  14/F
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