I hear you shout, and cry,
complain, and whine.
With annoyance I think,
It's only a matter of time.
.
Can't talk back
It'll just make you attack.
My anger is quiet,
With a mental riot.
.
Must keep a good face.
Must bring no disgrace.
They must assume I have a perfect mind,
When I am rebelling on the inside.
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Brought from the Mind
PoesíaThese are really just poems. Some are about corruption, some about emotions, and some are scary stories. The first few poems are terrible,but give it time. They have gotten pretty good. WE BROKE 400 VEIWS!!! YAY!!!!!
