poetry from a girl who feels like she is looking in from the outside of everything. my thoughts feel to overpowering my words are always a chaos of poetic verse waiting to tumble out of my mouth and be heard.  to much hurt and anger consume my heart and soul. I  need to grab a pen like it was a weapon and spill my soul onto  a paper and let the poetry flow out of every vein and speak out loud for me to be understood  and maybe even heard.