You know those films on movies where they flip the table Throw things around and scream obscenities at everyone Well this is exactly what I would do,if my life was a movie Instead I the prey sit here hiding all the anger trapped inside Instead I the prey take a walk stay silent taming it all in Instead I the prey fall prey every time to the predators bait
You know that feeling you get when you are disgusted by yourself Trying to conjure up where everything went wrong? How you can change things? What to do not to repeat the same mistake? When you finally think I got this,you repeat the same thing Only to get things actually have gotten worse Well that feeling of disgust is not funny
You know that feeling you get when realize how naive you've been When you realize all the anger that you have is because: You just couldn't let go You held onto your ideas so strongly,you couldn't see the others You loved someone to much but didn't love an ounce of yourself You listened to all the negative people You felt all the negative energy and let it consume you Yeah well I can tell you how pathetic and joyful realizing that will make you feel
I put you on top So far up there When I need you the most When I come to collect my fingers caught ***** first, Then I stretched a little further and got hate I stretched a little further and got unfaithfulness I stretched and got pain so much pain and anger When I almost gave up I got me back with a sprinkle of wisdom So I'll give you this I love you always will Even though you shattered me Though I love you more because you dear Returned me back with a sprinkle of wisdom
This poem is a get way of some sort,I wrote it with a lot of anger at first as clearly seen in the first stanza but as I was writing,spilling this words out I realized my problem all the anger morphed into something else better than crying or being angry all the anger towards the person towards my situation turned to getting me back with a sprinkle of wisdom ,now I just wished I had done this earlier which shows what I meant by not loving an ounce of myself since I listen to others more than I listened to me,I loved and wanted to be loved more than I had love for myself,always doing what they want to please them always holding so firmly to my philosophies that I broke every single time things didn't go how I idealized them,So this is just what this poem above is about it took this final straw just when I thought things couldn't get worse only for them too for me to get me back with a sprinkle of wisdom