angsty poems i wrote like two years ago

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I'm angry at the world, it puts me in a box

It's cold and dark in here

All I wanted was some fresh air

What am I supposed to do?

I guess you're supposed to tell me

I can't make my own decisions apparently

I'm not the fool, you are

For not seeing my worth

Nothing you can say to me is worth dirt

I won't change unless I want to

Nothing you can do will hurt

I'm angry at people 

Almost everyone I know has the heart of a crow

I'm glad I'm not shiny, leave me alone

If you say you respect me, prove it

I don't need your sympathy, lose it

Goodbye