Why do I hurt the people I love?
And yet I let bullies chastise and shove.
I sit in a silence and take all their hate,
but to my confidants, I yell with irate.

Why offend the people who care?
I cry and scream until they can’t bear.
But to the cruel people, I can’t take a stand.
I shrink and dissolve into small grains of sand.

Why must I **** my friends with my words?
It makes them hurt like stabbing with swords.
I sometimes can make them the lowest of low,
so cold and alone under ten feet of snow.

Why would I ignore my best friend for years,
Making us both run deplete out of tears?
Just thinking about will keep me awake.
The worst I have ever made someone’s heart break.

Why can’t I just direct my ill temper
to those who give my life a large damper?
Instead of hurting the ones that I love.
Instead of hurting the ones that I love.