Anger Found Me

So you think you now me eh?
Me and my family, ha!
Try it I dare you.
I will fight to the end for them.
Do what you want, but those scissors are nothing.
Get real and use your heads, you have them for a reason.
Stop being blind and open your eyes to your heart.
The truth is there, a lie is such a sin, which one no one can bare.
Stop being foolish and find the right path.
Don't be idiotic and assume what you read or hear.
Just ask me and all doubt shall disappear. 
What's done is done, and I'm tired of this mess.
I want to jump off of it before it may be my last.
Yes people I've be heartbroken for a long time.
Not many know, and none can foretell when I'm hurt.
Hiding the pain brings less upon me.
Seeing others suffer, is my worst call in hurting.
Now back to reality, you who think.
Open your heart and think there instead of what you see.
It's time I stand strong and fight to death.
My family is mine, not yours, so give it a rest.
Do your job right and all will be happy and merry.
Deceiver what's truth and then you may know me.

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