Angry Too

"I buried the unseemly urges
Deep down in the ground with the roots
But it's all coming up to the surface
Maybe it's getting ready to bloom
And I don't wanna be a monster in the making
I don't wanna be more bitter than sweet
I don't know how to be just standing by blankly
Not getting angry
'Cause another and another coming up out of the gutter
'Til I'm drowning in an ocean of entitled motherfuckers
And they're pushing all my buttons
But they never seem to wonder why
Another and another, ask each other
Does it get your blood boiling?
Does it make you see red?
Do you wanna destroy it?
Does it get in your head?
'Cause it gets my blood boiling
And I'm coming unglued
It would hit you like poison
If you knew what I knew
You would be angry too
I'm seeing through crimson sunglasses
I'm breathing and counting to ten
I guess I'm fresh out of free passes
They'll pay if it happens again
And I don't wanna drink the venom they made me
I don't wanna be controlled by the past
Boy if you were me, could you really blame me?
Would make you crazy"

In which a girl goes in for the 66th Hunger Games at age 13, and ends up meeting a young mentor from the year before her, who was also only two years older than her. Who knew friendship could quickly become more.