it's that fucking anger
the one i can't control
i could kill
with no remorse
it's the type of anger
where everything you say sets me off
and nothing can make it right
except for tears and him and both
both are unacceptable and
i hate myself more and more
it's something that plagues me
this anger during which i cry and can't do anything
and she just angers me more and more
YOU ARE READING
twenty seventeen part 2 bc i emotion a lot
Poetrythis is gonna hurt u bunches esp if i love you i don't emotion well
